Coming back to my blog feels a bit like blowing the dust off a favorite but long untouched book. My life has been hectic. I feel like I say that so much it would be the major sentence in any word cloud taken from my blog and social media scene. Hectic. Is this the word to describe it all? Read More
Welcome back!
I realized I’d been wanting something because of injuries I sustained in my marriage. Not the “ooh, I’m bleeding, grab a tourniquet” sort of injury but the deep, feel it in your psyche for years, hidden from plain sight kind. And don’t ask what it was I wanted because I won’t tell you. But like a sharp, searing slap in the face, it dawned on me tonight. Somewhere deep inside, I still feel the pain. Read More
This past week was hell. Just when I felt comfort and balance in my life, I experienced a fall-out, leaving me dangling and whirling around like Harry Potter on a runaway broomstick. Before I could catch my breath, something new would come flying at me and whack me across the face like so many tree branches whomping the snot out of me as I hung in mid-air, clutching on to keep from falling.
Life is like that sometimes. You can’t predict what will happen or when or how it will feel when it does. You can’t even predict how you’ll react. You may think you know, but you don’t. Read More
I was talking to a good friend of mine today. She was laughing about relationships and said that in her view, men get fearful when things are going a little wrong while women get fearful when they are going good. I don’t know if this is a universal truth or just the truth in her experience, but it got me thinking.
After a few months apart, my life coach and I have finally re-connected. I moved and she underwent surgery.
For those who are new to the blog, a life coach isn’t a therapist. Neither is she a priest, although my coach happens to be named Priest. Life coaches, more or less, are there to help you figure out what you want in life, form a plan and stick to the plan. Read More
Today, my two year old has an EEG to rule out seizures. It was a late night yesterday. We stayed up till 12 and had to get up at 4. So far, so good. He’s happy watching Dora and drinking juice. I’ve done quite a bit of laundry, mopped floors, watched Mighty Machines and played the tickle monster all in an effort to keep us both awake.
I’ve missed writing in the blog, but life has been crazy and chaotic. Not too much time to do anything for myself. I’m trying to keep up with exercise because it’s one part of my life where I can both have ‘me’ time and take care of myself physically. I can’t promise this is the most exciting post I’ve ever written, but hey – it’s 4 in the morning. I’m VERY tired and am just trying to find ways to keep awake.
Work is going good. I love my job. Life would become very sweet if I would be offered a more permanent position for more money. Whatever happens, I know I’ll be alright. It’s probably the biggest lesson I’ve learned all year. I’m stronger than I thought I was and with the help of friends, there isn’t much I can’t get through.
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