Amanda Gill
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Night Sighs
A writer sits at her computer in the dead of the night. She is engulfed by the dark, the only illumination is the screen before her. Yet this time, this solitude, is where she feels the most comfort. This dark space when the rest of the world is shut down, asleep, tossing and turning in its bed, this is when her true spirit feels alive.
By Amanda Gill4 years ago in Fiction
The Power of Words
How do you heal after trauma? How do you even try to begin? Trauma comes in so many shapes and sizes but for me, personally, it consists of years of fertility treatments and 6 unsuccessful IVF cycles. 6 cycles of injections, of scans, of doctors and blood tests all ending with empty arms. The trauma that those years of pain and heart break left was just too much, too heavy to continue to carry and so it ultimately resulted in the failure of my marriage, the ending of a love affair.
By Amanda Gill4 years ago in Psyche
WE ARE ENOUGH
The One Where They Meet The day that Christie and I met seemed like any other ordinary day. It was slightly over-cast and grey, a cool crisp winters morning. Rugged up in our 'Tassie' uniforms, sipping hot coffee from our keep-cups, we crunched along the wet sand of my local beach. Two strangers starting up a conversation, awkwardly trying to reach out and make a connection. I had recently separated from my husband of 10 years and had reached out to her through a Facebook post she had made. It seemed strange being in my 40's and responding to someone's ad seeking new friends but here I was none the less, taking a risk and trying to move forward in my life.
By Amanda Gill5 years ago in Humans
