Get caught up before diving into chapter two: Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One Two. Lennox Rose: Beep. Tap-tap. Snore? Beep. Click-Click. My eyes flutter open. I am in a dark room, lit by a small yellow light under a door to my left, and the moon glow from the window to my right. I … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Two
Hey! Oh my goodness, it has been SUCH a long time since I have been able to write. I want to blame it on busyness, which is mostly true - I HAVE been busy - BUT mostly it is all the changes going on in my life. For the first time since my mental breakdown … Continue reading 10 Foods to Improve Your Mental Health and Overall Wellness
I recently made the decision to start consulting with Pampered Chef. I choose to do this because it was a great way to earn a little extra income, which goes into our savings account for when we move back to Washington. Additionally I choose to start a Pampered Chef business because I love their products … Continue reading Cooking With Cast Iron
Has anyone ever been in a complete daze? Surrounded in a darkness you simply cannot control. Maybe if you are like me you get agitated easily. You become someone else entirely. It's completely weird because you can "feel"normal (whatever normal even is) yet in your head, your mind, the brain inside your skull... however you … Continue reading The Dark Haze
I made it to the bathroom but not in time to lock myself inside. So I leaped in the bathtub and tried hiding lamely behind the curtain. He jumped in after me and slammed me to the shower wall tickling my ribs. His face was all red and gooey. I looked up and noticed that the shower head was the detachable kind with a hose. Thinking quickly I reached to grab it with one hand and blasting the cold water with the other. He was soaking wet and the bathtub floor was now red. Archer made a weird grunt noise and grabbed for the hose which only made us wetter. I ducked under his arms, out of the tub, and ran toward the living room laughing. He caught up with me and tackled me on the couch.
“Don’t tell me you love me,” I finally said.
“Why not?” He looked hurt.
“Because I am not a good person.” He was on top of me so it was hard to look away from him even though I wanted to.
“Ophelia Mae Micheals, I love you,” He said anyway.
“I told you not to say that,” tears were in my eyes.
“You can’t tell me how to feel.” He said kissing the tip of my nose.
“Those words should be protected and saved for someone you truly love,” A lone tear leaked into my ear. I hated myself more then I ever have at this particular moment.
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Fifteen years ago, as of yesterday, my father passed away. I know this like I know four is the answer to two plus two. The kind of fact that is deep rooted into your well being and hides there for all of time. For the last ten years or so I have been able to … Continue reading A Place in The Son
I write my blog so I have chance to be honest. Gut wrenchingly honest. I want people to know all of the thoughts that run through my mind (ok not ALL). However illogical or logical. With the risk of sounded conceded, I know that I am a wise girl. I have been through a lot … Continue reading It’s My Chemo and I’ll Smile If I Want To
I'm not sure what the right word is, ignorant maybe? I feel as though I am at a loss for words. It's not writers block as much as it is guilt of the mind. I have no clue what needs to be said and how to say it. My mother would never say anything, her … Continue reading I’m Not God