I’m all for gratitude. I know how lucky I am. There is beauty all around, and I see it. Life is magic, and I mean that. I take note of the good often…like, every day. I’ve had a great life, all things considered. Mother nature, animals, children and music – there’s a lot to beContinue reading “Happy Thanksgiving: A Holiday Rant.”
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How Did I Get Here?
I’m rebooting this little blog because I need to vent. I do have a Better Help therapist, so you don’t have to worry (too hard) about me. Jeannie is my best friend. I go deep with her for 45 minutes a week. She laughs at my jokes, she cares when I tear up and theContinue reading “How Did I Get Here?”
Water.
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Little Victories
I used to do this thing that felt like failure. I still do it but it doesn’t feel like failure anymore. It feels like life. Here is what I used to do, and still do. I plan to do a lot of things I rarely get to or finish. But it’s okay. It’s okay toContinue reading “Little Victories”
Techno-hell-no.
I’m gonna have to call a spade a spade: technology has ruined my life. I know that’s hyperbole – my life is hardly ruined when it’s all said and done. But in the moment, when I’m wrestling with some kind of issue, it sure feels like my head might explode at any minute and killContinue reading “Techno-hell-no.”
Protected: The Beat Goes On..
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Protected: Smaller Things.
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Wednesdaze
Right now I’m in a struggle as to whether to call a window washer or blog. Hold on. I got up to find a window washer and then my son woke up and handed me our deaf and blind newly adopted Tito dog and he needed to eat. The rest of the dogs already ateContinue reading “Wednesdaze”
Joy
My friend killed himself. Not abruptly, or all at once. Apparently he had been killing himself for years with alchohol but I didn’t know it. I got a bit of the story from another friend. How he almost died once and quit the bottle – for years. How he said his liver looked better andContinue reading “Joy”
Party Down.
I am not a party person. I show up for my friends, but the superficial exchanges and energy needed to pop from person to person is just a lot and I vastly prefer one-on-one intimate conversations. That used to be my line, anyway. That was before I found my tribe. To be honest I amContinue reading “Party Down.”