Kayla Lindley
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Single mom of two kids with ASD, doing exploration and living in the PNW. Ocean lover. Avid camper and hiking bringing you stories of our adventures and mixing in my own personal photography showing the outdoors is meant for EVERYONE.
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Baby Boot. Top Story - April 2023.
Clutching my boarding pass and manila envelope I honestly had no idea what to expect in 2013. I had just swore into the Navy, and I was getting ready to head to bootcamp in Great Lakes, IL. All I knew was that I was ready to leave Saint Louis, MO for good. Truthfully wasn't really planning on joining the military at least I never saw it as an option for me. I however had no plan other than doing the traditional college route. My grandpa served in the Army and his best friend was in the Marine Corps in Vietnam during a much different time in our society.
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Confessions
What Your "10" Says About You
Several years ago when I was in college still trying to figure myself out, I found myself in Oral Communications class. It was one of my top 5 classes I had taken, and it's whole objective was to show us not the effects of communicating but what was being communicated.
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Confessions
Emerald Island
"Are you sure you are going to be okay with her?" I asked, as I handed Enola's backpack to her dad. I can't believe I finally got to this point- coparenting. Not in the sense of because we have to but it was healthy and what was right for the sake of our daughter. I stood on his porch, he lived in a nicer neighborhood than what I could ever afford. It was your traditional suburbia Stepford wives kind of deal, included for free were the nosey wives peeking out their windows, lawns being watered, and the occasional jogger passing by.
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Fiction
Manic Writing Episodes
One of the symptoms I hate most about my Bipolar Disorder is the inability to sleep. In 2018 after getting out of the military, I had been formally diagnosed. I looked perplexed at the psychiatrist sitting across from me who was trying to explain her thought process. It didn't make sense, how could I have gone my entire military career and never once had that conversation with a health care professional?
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Psyche
Pulse
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own, or that was the thought when I saw the store owner pull down the curtain acting as a veil. I had found myself wandering around Seattle, Washington and was on the hunt for all things oddity related to decorate my new found apartment. There was a sheer sense of freedom in being able to create a living space that was my own without a roommate.
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Fiction
