This may read a bit jangly or jankie! I apologize to the English majors… I are one of those too!! I got so many thoughts that I’m not making great sentences!! Don’t feel like editing and I’m on my phone! Lol. Hard to type! A few years ago when my kids fell in love and … Continue reading Last One
I have been yelled at twice today. I am overly cautious about the way I talk to vendors and customers on the phone. My gravelly voice is often misinterpreted for being "short or cross" so I intentionally try to corral that impression! (insert eye roll) Today I was yelled at for no reason and still … Continue reading Remind Me, It’s Christmas…
This has been a summer like no other. I have worked more this year than I ever thought my body could possibly take. I sleep away the weekends because I can't move and I have missed more sunny days because of sleeping the weekend away than I care to remember. I am thankful for the … Continue reading Not Sure What to Call This One….
I took my Dad home to Kilspendie Kirk in Kilspendis Scotland on Sunday, September 30th, a journey that is now complete. It is no accident that everything that has happened up to this point, either in my life, or in my grief was bringing me full circle even if I didn't know it at the … Continue reading Dad…..peace
Recently I have had many friends that have required heart surgery to repair various issues. It rattled some thoughts in my head and I realized that I never seem to think of all of the mechanisms at work that keep my heart pumping. Beside the obvious and magnificent elements that created such a perfect organ … Continue reading Heart Repair at Christmas
I have been very open about my journey with depression and grief. I have answered all of the questions anyone has asked and I have tried to advocate for the "humane treatment" for depression! I have found that most often "pulling yourself up by the bootstraps" doesn't work for clinical depression. Believe me, I've tried … Continue reading December 5th
This time of year makes me feel very vulnerable. The shorter days and longer nights make me vulnerable to more depression, sadness, internal unrest and fear. I have had this seasonal affective disorder since I was young and it isn't improving with age. I find myself hiding under the covers in the mornings and crawling … Continue reading The Vulnerability of Winter