Updated: Feb 20, 2020
There’s a pause in meditation. That moment in between breathing in and out. That silence you bring your attention to before you take in a new breath.
That pause has lasted nine months.
It has been a pause between my old life and new.
I’ve felt like I’ve been hidden away healing in the gap between my lives.
In the town that I was built in. Remembering who I was.
For him to ask you how you're doing. To visit the home you've put your heart into. To ask to hang out. To ask about your life. Your boyfriend. Your travels. Or hobbies. Or friends. To care.
Which is on purpose. I try very hard to be a kind person, but it's really a facade so I feel safe and protected at a distance. There's a reason for that. <7 Years Old: I was on a family vacation in Mi
I was divorced for almost a year when he interviewed me for a job. When I accepted the offer, I was the only American with a team of 6 wonderful Lithuanians. Three of us were based in Chicago and the