Liz P. Beding

I’m a full time mother, self-employed in a small business, a free- lance elderly care provider and photographer, a DIY addict, and a free spirit.


Black as a thousand mid nights in a cypress swamp. Loneliness that is indescribable. Confusion regarding God. Frustration with life and circumstances. The feeling that you have been abandoned, that you are worthless. Unlovable . The pain is excruciating, it’s beyond words, worst than melancholic.