I worry sometimes that I inflate things. That I make mountains out of molehills or spend too much time analyzing heart stuff with my head – and the truth is, not all heart matters can be contained (well actually restrained) by words…but this is just me, experiencing this world though my emotions first then perfecting
I feel like I’ve been at a stand still for some time now…almost like an emotional or spiritual paralysis…not like an intentional resistance to move on more like an involuntary unsureness of now what…now where? “Midlife Malaise” (a term from a book a girlfriend recently recommended). There are probably pinnacle times in life when we
It’s time to take a heart inventory – it has been a friggin long ass winter and I know somewhere in the last while, I’ve shut down my intentionality and have been coasting on auto pilot just trying to get through this season. I know on a deep level I’ve been feeling somewhat spent, tired,
I hope I’m one of those “happy” old people…one of those seniors that you run into at the grocery store who meet you with a smile, laugh with the clerks and forgive their own stumbles. The ones who feel warm and don’t seem to take themselves too seriously. OMGSH HOW??? How did you possibly live
I’m a big dreamer…a big plans kinda gal. My daily to do list and my “one day” to do list are both miles and miles long. One has vacuuming and grocery shopping while the other has things like write a book and take a sewing class. Although I’m usually chasing these plans and trying to
Truth be told, my husband and I had a not so fairytale start together. Despite our crazy chemistry we were absolute opposites in EVERYTHING – you name it, we were on opposing ends of it! Our connection was entirely irrational and definitely unreasonable. But despite our differences, we were unexplainably drawn to each other from
Wow, I’m sure glad this year is winding down. It just hasn’t felt like a great year. Sure it wasn’t alllllll negative, but this year in general feels like it leaves me with a ‘good riddance’ kind of feeling. Our fertility efforts failed this year. Yes, truth be told I wasn’t gung ho on getting pregnant.
Wow, it’s during times like these that all I can do to cope and maintain some level of “normalcy” is just pray. Reading about these recent events, what happened in our own City on Saturday night (Edmonton), then the mass shooting in Vegas is just DEVASTATING….and so friggin overwhelming. My heart breaks for the innocent
For anyone who takes it for granted, please trust me when I say that pregnancy journeys are not always black and white – not all of them start with a quick check of the stick and cute baby announcements on Facebook… some of them are dark and mucky. For some of us, these journeys include
“We see people not as they are, but as we are”. For some reason this keeps staying with me. Except for me, it might be more of a “I hope from people, not from what they give, but from what I would have given to them.”. ” …(and when they fall short it kiiiiilllllllssss me).