Tag: writing

  • 3 Wishes

    3 Wishes

    Honestly, I haven’t given this much thought lately, as life has a way of slapping your face with reality and occupying the mind in ways that make “wishful thinking” extremely difficult. But… I’ll do my best! My first wish is something I’ve honed to perfection over the years, as it is the epitome of “If…

  • Minecrack

    Minecrack

    Last night, when we went to bed (together, bc not a work night), I gained some weird tickle in my throat that caused me to cough at irregular intervals. It was so bad that tears and snot started to leak. I had to sit up to wipe my face and blow my nose. The Boyfriend…

  • The Journey Begins

    The Journey Begins

    I had a bit of an emotional rollercoaster yesterday, starting quite early. On Monday, I casually mentioned that we were in the process of signing up for the Recovery Program (RP for short) for The Boyfriend’s addiction. As part of my morning routine, I check our accounts and adjust the budget accordingly (ah yes, this…

  • Monday Mark – 9.5 & 10.0

    Monday Mark – 9.5 & 10.0

    9.5 – For Last Week’s MM: You don’t build resilience by feeling good all the time.You build resilience by getting better at feeling bad. To deny pain is to deny our own potential growth. How good are you at feeling bad? What pain might you be denying? Pick one thing you’re willing to feel bad about,…

  • Coffee & Conversation

    Coffee & Conversation

    Ugh. Crawling out of bed to throw on some clothes for Walkies is legitimately an Impossible Task. Having The Boyfriend come in to wake me up for it, though? It’s enough to spur me out of bed. I trudge downstairs… slowly, because my knees are being utter dicks lately. I’m surrounded by cats with varying…

  • Monday Mark – 8.5 & 9.0

    Monday Mark – 8.5 & 9.0

    8.5 – For Last Week’s MM: When have you caught yourself living for the emotional scraps of strangers’ opinions? What did it cost you? What would living for yourself look like instead? I used to be really bad about wanting approval from other people. I suppose that’s a byproduct of the trauma that was my entire…

  • Special Needs Struggles

    Special Needs Struggles

    The Son has autism. He is now 19 years old. As part of preparing him for more “adult” responsibilities (before I knew I was moving to Colorado), I opened a joint checking account with him at my local bank in Arkansas. I taught him how to deposit cash, use a Debit Card at stores, withdraw…

  • Monday Mark – 7.5 & 8.0

    Monday Mark – 7.5 & 8.0

    7.5 – For Last Week’s MM: You’re not afraid of failing. You’re afraid of being seen failing. Most people aren’t paying attention to what you’re doing, and your loudest critics are probably too scared to try. What are you so worried about? While I was growing up, failure (as seen by my father – “The Plague”) was…

  • Monday Mark – 6.5 & 7.0

    Monday Mark – 6.5 & 7.0

    6.5 – For Last Week’s MM: The best investments are the things no one can take away from you: knowledge, experience, mindset, attitude. The weakest investments are the things that you can lose at any time: status, emotions, material things. Have you been investing in the right things? Why or why not? Reflecting on this……

  • The Egg Theory

    The Egg Theory

    I came across this gem ages ago and still love to read it once in a while. I’ve also provided an animated YouTube video that goes along with it. Sometimes, I ponder what the point of everything is, what are we even doing, and other such life and purpose related things. As such… this one…

  • Monday Mark – 5.5 & 6.0

    Monday Mark – 5.5 & 6.0

    5.5 – For Last Week’s MM: “The happiest people are not the ones with the most options, but the ones who are most satisfied with their choices.” It’s interesting that satisfaction can beget happiness. I remember what that was like. Currently, the best I can get with that is “contentment.” I suppose that’s more positive than…

  • Thank you, Brain!

    Thank you, Brain!

    Last night, I stayed up far too late playing Valheim and had difficulties falling asleep, thinking about what to write for my blog this morning. Then, for reasons beyond my comprehension, I fell asleep thinking that I didn’t need to worry about it (though I DO have a fantastic topic) because it would be Monday…