Physically and emotionally.
I’ve been writing a lot but I haven’t been posting.
I’ve written about my disease, about being a mother,
about 2019, my dreams and fears for 2020.
About the loneliness and the struggle of being sick.
About my strengths, my accomplishments and my travels.
I’ve been good and bad.
Trying to sort it all out has left me in a daze, unable to cry or laugh.
Confined to contentment.

I want to soar
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