This past week I’ve been off. There’s no reason for it. I didn’t even reallyknow it was happening. I had something important and positive scheduled I wasreally mad at myself for scheduling it because I didn’t want to go. I wasgiving the people around me a hard time for no reason. I was restless anduncomfortable […]Read More Nothing Was the Same in June
Healing mental health by enjoying the good things despite the bad things. And never forgetting to see opportunities for adventure 🙂Read More Memories
I’ve said that so many times in my life. So often I have felt completely trapped in this world. I’ve even gone as far as to say that if I had died at thirteen, I would never have experienced how painful life can be. Usually, whoever I’m with gets upset and my response is simply […]Read More This Is Not the Life I Fought so Hard to Live
It’s been a rough few months. I haven’t been posting. I feel like people come here for hope and positivity and I haven’t been feeling very hopeful or positive. It’s gotten worse in the last couple of weeks with what’s been going on in the world. What I’ve come to realize through all of this […]Read More Day 661
Being a kid in a grown-up hospital mattered mostly to the grownups. I didn’t really have anything to compare it to. “It’s too bad you’re the only kid here” they’d say as if I’d be socializing if there were others. And do we really want more kids? I think not. I wouldn’t have wished this upon my worst enemy. Even with a drawer full, and I mean full, of my favourite candy, daily cake delivery, and endless movie watching, I’d choose freedom any day. Keep Reading –>Read More Talk to The Pillow
“not to. I wasn’t staying here. This is temporary! I’ll get better and get out of here is no time. I still didn’t want to think about the whole needing a new heart to do be able to leave thing. My mom would ask me if I wanted my favourite bear or anything from home. I refused. I didn’t want any of my favourite things to be tainted by this place or this room. Or worse, there was a very real risk of getting blood on it. My mom brought me some new pjs so I wouldn’t have to wear the hospital gowns. I could be a bit comfortable at least. Though my doctor would later joke about them being shipped in from Paris, hospital gowns are certainly not built for comfort. So, I started to concede to things like that. “It would be nice to have a blanket”. ” Keep Reading –>Read More I Tried So Hard Not To. But I did.
by Emily Bradley There are at least 12 different ways to make a grilled cheese sandwich. The right way involves taking two pieces of white Wonder Bread, slathering them with margarine on one side, slapping a piece of Kraft Singles cheese between them, throwing them into a non-stick frying pan, and flipping until golden brown […]Read More Home
Written by Mike Bradley Intro by Laura I remember it wasn’t long before I started missing important dates. My end of year school trip date came and went. I was missing exams too. But the first really important date I missed was Father’s Day. It was the first in a long summer filled with holidays […]Read More Dad’s Journal
A few days had passed, I think. I’ve never been very good with time. I was still waiting to find out when I’d get to go home. I was starting to get stronger. I figured that’s all I needed to do. Get better, go home. This is just a serious but minor setback. That wasn’t […]Read More No Thank You, Sir, I’m Going Home
When I was younger, I used to hate at the beginning of a new school year when the teacher would go around the room asking each student to tell the class “a little about yourself”. This was worse torture to me than showing up for an exam that I didn’t know about. (possibly because I […]Read More What makes you, you?