I'm going to admit, that sounds like a horrible title for this entry, but I'm guessing we'll all know what it means later when I reference how I started out here.
I have no formal introductions to give. I have no hours logged in the blogosphere world to say I am an expert. I am not. What I have is my experience that you may come to revel in, cry or laugh about, either way, this will be a learning curve for me here. Learning how to place these feelings of injustice and emptiness and anger in a way that makes sense to me. Hell, I don't promise that either. As, you can tell from my SEO sourced imagery from Pintrest up top that I am no fan of my innards being removed. I'm mad as hell and sipping on a side of sorrow. Not very poetic, eh? Well, having your lady bits removed because cancer seeped in with it's long dark claws can make anyone a bit less than articulate. This isn't a start to finish blog for me here. I'm probably going to hopscotch around, but just like life actually happens, it'll make more sense as it unfolds. So kick back your favorite herbal elixir and allow me, if you will to share my heart as I sojourn the depths of this heartache.
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