Glow by Lady E

  I almost didn’t bring it. It felt unnecessary. Bulky. A little inconvenient. I used to just carry everything. Bags on both arms. Tote on my shoulder. Water bottle, purchases, whatever I decided I needed that day. I never questioned it. I just… did it. That morning, though, something in me hesitated. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just a quiet thought: What if I didn’t? I was anxious about our trip that day because I didn’t want to carry anything heavy and our tote is heavy from all the things we need to bring.  And then I remembered.  My little trolley. The one I’ve had for years. The one I stopped using because my husband didn’t like it.  He said it’s better to carry everything. But I’m not him.  And I’m not as strong as him.  And I’m not built like him.  I have limitations and one of them is the condition of my spine which limits me from carrying a lot.  With my decision solid,  I folded it. Brought it with me. Didn’t overthink it. Jus...

  T here are days when I’m on my way somewhere… and I can already feel it. That quiet tightening in my chest. That sense that something is just a little too much… even before I get there.