Tag: Mental Health
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Embracing Life’s Lessons Through Cancer: How Melanoma Became a Teaching Moment
A Quick word of thanks… I’m back—Thanks for your support! I wanted to take a moment to thank you all for your support and patience while I was out of the office. Your kind messages and encouragement truly meant the world to me, and I’m so grateful to have such an amazing community. I’m happy…
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Important Notice from FFWS | Christina M. Ward
Imortant business notice followed by an equally-important personal message. Please take note! Good Monday Morning! A quick note from Fiddleheads & Floss Writing Services: Christina will be taking medical leave in February, beginning February 8, 2025, and continuing for at least 2 weeks. If you need to send a message or place an order you…
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Here’s How I Avoid WFH Burnout
This week, FFWS has been on location! Here’s how you can use remote mobile work days to reset your focus and rediscover your passion. Going Mobile to Refresh Your Work From Home Job This week Fiddleheads & Floss Writing Services has been on location at Topsail Beach, NC. The office disassembled, moved, and set back…
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If Your Life Feels Like it’s ‘Missing Something,’ September’s Got a GIFT for You
Do you ever feel like there’s something missing in your life? Or that you don’t always feel on top of your game? Maybe you’re like me – out here hustling your way through the gig economy, which brings a certain level of stress, along with the freedom of working for yourself. Or maybe – you’re…
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The Healing Power of New Beginnings
A Living Your Best Life / Fiddlehead Life feature post Today I am grateful for new beginnings. Yes, even the ones that are traumatic and painful. Because sometimes, life turns you right on your head. Suddenly nothing makes sense, everything is barreling in a new direction, and it seems everything in your life is totally…
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The Mourn
a poem about the emotional trauma of hysterectomy in time, eggs drop as they maya crimson furnace burnswaits for themthen rejects even the idea of babies babies that refuse to be boundand tear their way outleaving you to your stitches these eggs, they stay now…where are they to go?a furnace burnt outremoved scoop by scoopfleshy…
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Domestic Abuse on a Good Friday
20 Years ago today was the worst day of my life Twenty years ago today was the worst day of my life. Three days later as I stood in church with my children I remember very clearly a few things: My throat was damaged from being choked and I could not sing the hymns. I…
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Sorrow, A Poem of Mystery that will leave you wanting more…
Sorrow Skipping stone bouncing across your surfaceA tearing pain no one can seeYou scream out toward the distanceStretching out from between your knees Why can’t anyone hear the baby crying?Standing red-faced, hands over railKnuckles gone white from grippingOne long, steep unending wail She wasn’t there the night beforeOut tramping through the woods aloneShe can’t hear…