There's a special kind of exhaustion that doesn't just live in your body - it rents space in your soul. The kind that accumulates slowly, over years of being capable - a fixer - someone who keeps moving even when life hands out plot twists that nobody asked for. And now here we are: surgeries,... Continue Reading →
Embracing Time: Gratitude for the Stories My Hands Tell
That's my 'pretty' hand... Yesterday, I got home after a long day at work, juggling my work bag, lunch bag, purse, sunglasses, keys, coffee mug, and water bottle as I made my way inside. In the process of shutting the car door, I broke a nail. Then, as I bent down to pick up the... Continue Reading →
Is it me? Am I the drama? Hi, I’m the problem, it’s me.
Just a mish mash of quotes intended to evoke memories of memes and TikToks from days gone by? Perhaps. But looked at through the eyes of someone who has been labeled as too much, they resonate on a much deeper and emotional level. Too much. Too emotional. Too sensitive. Too outspoken. Too loud. Too direct.... Continue Reading →
In the Famous Words of Bob Newhart, Just Stop it!
Or, if you prefer: So you messed up? Move on. Or, if you're feeling sophisticated: Mistakes are Universal: Find Peace and Growth Without Dwelling on the Past But seriously, Bob Newhart said it so much better in his iconic sketch on MAD TV in 2001. I shall now test the limits of my technical prowess... Continue Reading →
Where is the pause button?
It's 2024. We have an almost magical ability to press pause whenever we want - on videos, podcasts, phone calls, movies - whatever. Technology has given us this amazing control over how we engage with the world. In fact, if I wanted to, I could just tell artificial intelligence (AI) that I wanted to write... Continue Reading →
Rip Tide
I'm struggling y'all. Struggling to find balance. To find peace. In some ways, my life is more peaceful than ever...more sure...more solid. In others, I am confronted with frustrations I thought were behind me. I don't understand how it is so hard for the world to see what is right in front of them. I... Continue Reading →
The in Between
I have a problem. My problem lies in the in between. I am historically uncomfortable with the unknown. In most cases the unknown is...other people. I can't control them, their feelings, their actions, their emotions, their decisions. Nor should I want to. But I can tell you one thing - I have really really tried. If I had my way, I'd... Continue Reading →
Reaping What They Sowed
Sometimes a wound cuts so deep that it is almost impossible to not allow it to paint your perspective. What would otherwise be a day full of sunshine, suddenly turns the slightest bit grey and a little bit bleak. It's not that you don't feel the happiness or relish in the gifts that you've been... Continue Reading →
The Five Bullshit Stages of Grief
Yeah, that's right. I said it. Grief is bullshit. So sue me. DENIAL. ANGER. BARGAINING. DEPRESSION. ACCEPTANCE. And it's a choose your own adventure situation...only you don't have any real choice in the matter. You think you get to pick what order the stages go in or whether or not (and how often) you'll be... Continue Reading →
They Went for a Walk
It was an unseasonably warm February morning in Indiana. Because of a scheduled snow day, two teenage girls, best friends in fact, had a wide open day in front of them. The world was theirs for the taking. How would they spend their day? Would they continue their painting project from the night before. Find... Continue Reading →