Dear Anxiety

Dear Anxiety

  Post by Contributing Writer Amy   Dear Anxiety,   You’ve always been with me and quite frankly, I’m just plain tired of having you around. As a little girl, you helped me worry about everything. I was so anxious…

The Quiet Hour

The Quiet Hour

  I walk through the house, turning off the lights, as the dishwasher hums in the background. I gather all the misplaced belongings and climb the stairs, careful not to step on the one the creaks. The house is quiet…