Lindsey Heart
Bio
The feeling of being ensnared in a story is addictive to me. So, if you are someone who loves your heart rate to elevate, palms to get sweaty, breathing to get shallow, or yell out loud at the book, then we are kindred reading spirits!
Stories (3/0)
My Home Birth Journey
My pregnancy was both beautiful and frightful all at once. I grew up in a home with 4 kids, 2 parents, 1 grandmother, 3 dogs, 2 cats, and 2 parakeets. We were far from a quiet household. So I have always assumed that I would have at least two or three kids myself.
By Lindsey Heart3 years ago in Families
Into the Universe
Slowly but surely, I must be dying. For I have never in my life felt at such peace. My body is adrift, my mind is afloat, and I think I can feel the universe, softly brushing against my consciousness. I try to lift my arm, but it doesn't seem to cooperate. I try to breathe in deep, but my chest doesn't want to expand. I try to open my eyes and to my surprise it is the only part of me that seems to be functioning.
By Lindsey Heart3 years ago in Fiction
