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A Sofa with a View
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Daily antedotes from a woman - a mother, artist, wife, friend - living with Fibromyalgia .. her rants, raves and ramblings.
Recent Posts
Art Therapy, Self-Analysis & Letting Go
"In your light I learn how to love.In your beauty, how to make poems.You dance inside my chest,where no one sees you,but sometimes I do,and that sight becomes this art."- RumiModes of creative expression are limitless. It can be experienced in the si...
Fibromyalgia and Guilt
I have had a rough week. Riding an intense flare-up, I am worn down, emotionally and physically. Moving between controlled efficiency and irritable, teary distraction, I feel like a mess.I have been blaming my increasingly unstable mood on a change i...
Magic, Alchemy and Growing Up
"When I was One, I had just begun.When I was Two, I was nearly new.When I was Three, I was hardly Me.When I was Four, I was not much more.When I was Five, I was just alive.But now I am Six, I'm as clever as clever.So I think I'll be six now for ever ...
Turning "40" with No Regrets
Very recently, I turned 40 years old. I prefer to think of myself as a "fledgling 40" spreading my ever so lightly dusted grey wings, maybe not soaring as high as the other chickadees but still holding my own. Gradually I am owning up to my status as...
Cherish - Reflections from my Sixteen-Year old Self
This is a poem I wrote when I was about sixteen years old. I found it tucked away in an old book recently and was struck by its sense of faith and conflicted hope. I always thought of myself as a hard-core cynic in highschool! CherishBeing young and ...
A Story of Tourette Syndrome: My Son\'s Life
This morning as I watched my sons walk off to school, with only a "See you later, Mom," I recalled with a hazy disbelief the days when my oldest cried, cursed and shoved in protest of going (anywhere). It seemed like an eternity ago. The arguments an...

