Here I stand.

It was last Thursday night. I posted a video on my "Insta Stories", in which I lamented about being exhausted, run-down and oh-so-busy. To see me looking "terrible", as I had been told twice that day (out of love, I should mention), you can click here. At that moment, I was just sitting down to dinner--a frozen burrito ...

Living. A whole year later.

I realized, earlier today, that it has been about a year since I returned from my wriatus and began blogging again on this site with my "Hard Story", before I knew to call it that; before I even know what "it" was. For some reason I had thought that my first post back was my ...