I often feel like my boot is stuck in the mud. I can’t seem to wiggle it free so I stand there. I usually start to cry. I know I can step out of my boot and be free, muddy but free, but I want my boot, both of them and I want to be… Continue reading Keep Going
Tag: reflections
Love is patient
I have written about love in the past, but it has been heavy on my heart to write about it again. I do not know where I fall on the religious spectrum. I was raised in a Christian household and primarily in the Southern Baptist Church. There were many good years spent at this place… Continue reading Love is patient
The Phoenix and a Diagnosis
It is funny. Not funny ha-ha, but funny the other way. I find it humorous how I can be in a “mood”, just in general. It does not seem like it can get worse. The irritability is present and boiling inside of me. The irritability is something I am quite tired of. All of… Continue reading The Phoenix and a Diagnosis
Giving Yourself Credit
There are times when we need to stop and give ourselves credit. Let me rephrase that, there are times that I need to stop and give myself credit. I am going to say it, I am doing a hell of an excellent job, as are you. Often, I find that I set unrealistic expectations… Continue reading Giving Yourself Credit
A Phone Call Away
Today is a day when I needed my mama. I texted and asked when she was free, if she could call me. I waited. I tried to stay busy, but I was anxious and holding back the tears. I really wanted to hear her voice, but I knew that she was otherwise preoccupied. It seemed… Continue reading A Phone Call Away
Sewing (and life) 101
I have been sewing (on and off) for years, like 20. I have been a very import pin holder and finder for much longer 😊 I fondly recall being young and helping my mom make medieval cone shaped princess hats. I took such pride in my crocked stitching and slightly ripped fabric. I did my… Continue reading Sewing (and life) 101
Day 19: Luau Love
Saturday night I was sitting in a chair at the patio table in our backyard. I was watching my teenagers sit in the adult inflatable pool that was illuminated by tiki torches. They were talking and oh were they laughing. I have no idea what was going on and that is fine, it did not… Continue reading Day 19: Luau Love
Babbles: Day 8
Changes are happening, there’s been a shift. I am looking at things a little bit differently. I sit here, thinking and wondering what am I learning from this most recent rapid cycling episode? After much thought I realized I am learning that I have immense strength and perseverance. I am powering through an aggressive bout… Continue reading Babbles: Day 8
Manic Babbles
I have started three blogs so far today: One blog consisted of Kacey Musgrave lyrics, another one talked about snakes sloughing off their skin. And the third talked about anxiety being a large dark monster that is engulfing me. As I keep writing, the words are going everywhere, this way and that way, all zig… Continue reading Manic Babbles
The Little Things
This morning I sat quietly on the couch sipping coffee. I sat next to my spouse and we didn’t say a word. In place of our voices was the sound of birds chirping. It was a beautiful, harmonious orchestra of sound. I (for once) did not feel the need to talk, or chatter, babbling away… Continue reading The Little Things
