238.→Husband Journey: Big Steps (16. With a Touch of Migraine)
Robert and his sister Wendy ca. 1953 Here I am after over a week’s hiatus facing an empty page. Empty pages are the black holes that absorb my anxiety, thus, the words begin to fill. As Lila says in Elena Ferrante’s book, My Brilliant Friend, I have a bucket of words in my head and I pull them out. This morning I avoided the bucket of words and fell into the bucket of tears. I don’t do that often but it was necessary. As a migraine sufferer who rarely feels pain but has the other mysterious trappings, I … Continue reading →