Today I was going to participate in the Finish The Sentence Prompt hosted by the fabulous Kristi of Finding Ninee and her friends Mardra and Kenya. Instead I am sitting here with goosebumps, sick to my stomach.
I used to be the Clark Griswold of Christmas. I decorated every room in the house. I put ribbons, bows and labels on gifts. One year each member of the family had their own individual wrapping paper. I was the hostess with the mostess, a caterer could not put on a better meal. I knew exactly what I was getting everyone and planned out the holiday season to the moment. Each gift was chosen with thought and care. There was a time when I would shop throughout the year and remember where I put the gifts. Continue reading
I recently received an e-mail from a mom who is just beginning her special needs journey. She googled a few terms and this blog showed up in her search (wow!). As I read her e-mail I was suddenly taken back to that place. The place where I was completely overwhelmed and wanted Dr. Google to explain what was wrong with my child.
I remember looking into this face and feeling so overwhelmed and ill-prepared to deal with a child who had health issues. Not knowing in that moment that this would actually be the easy time. A time when we were cocooned with doctors and nurses just a call bell away. Continue reading
Warning…I’m on a bit of a soapbox.
I just finished reading a book about WW2 (Escape from Davao). A quote from the book resonated in me as it applies to everything: Natural and man-made disasters, the horrors of the news, the treatment of our elderly, 9/11, Ferguson, police being killed, domestic violence, the drug war and (insert horrendous thing here). I honestly think words from 1944 are still true. Until it becomes personal,until we understand that WE must feel we cannot win.
“We’ve got to have the nature of this war drilled into us Day after day before we sense the whole horror of it, the demands of it, the danger if it….This War has not yet become personal with us…But if we hear the truth day by day … We’ll silence the babble, sober the feather-minded and fight like hell” (Palmer Hoyt page 332)
…you viewed yourself through your partner’s eyes?
…you viewed yourself through your child’s eyes?
….you viewed yourself through your parent’s eyes?
…you viewed yourself through your friend’s eyes?
…you viewed yourself through your enemy’s eyes? Continue reading
On Dec 31st we all made resolutions: more me time, more patience, more living and (a favorite) to enjoy 2015 to the fullest. But it seems that 2015 is going to be very difficult to tame. As a friend of mine recently posted: she is done with 2015.
For many of us 2015 hasn’t begun well. Back to school and back to Every Day Freaking Math. The amount of life changes in just 7 days seems overwhelming. Friends have received deployment orders (so much for no more boots on the ground). Another special friend has suffered a tremendous loss. Still one more has lost their job.
Even Mother Nature is picking on us. Did I mention it was only 18 degrees this morning? Continue reading