In yesterday’s post about my pup, I wrote about my dog’s stocking. Today, I'm going to talk about stockings. Growing up, we had stockings, and they always contained little things: usually candy and an orange. I could always see the bulky orange lump through my smaller stocking. I have learned that an orange was a… Continue reading Blogmas 4: Stockings
Yesterday’s post was about December birthdays, which reminded me of my favorite December birthday. My dog, Honey, will turn 10 this year on December 25th. She was born in a humane society in St. Louis, Missouri, and shipped to the shelter in my town after a flood affected her birthplace. My husband found her there… Continue reading Blogmas 3: My Dog Honey
I just discovered a blogging tradition called Blogmas, where bloggers post an entry per day during the month of December through Christmas, all related to Christmas. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to do it, so I made a list of topics. I was able to come up with enough, so here goes. I'm… Continue reading Blogmas 2: December Birthdays; Life is Worth Celebrating
I want to be truthful in admitting that I write this today from a place of stress and sadness. I think, though, that that makes what I am about to say all the more relevant. So here is this post, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, my favorite day of the year, which will occur tomorrow.… Continue reading I Choose Gratitude
Something has been off lately. I’ve been sensitive, struggling; on the verge of true sadness. Tonight, I realized I had misread, misremembered, or misunderstood an invitation I received to do something I was really interested in doing. I made plans to get to my friend’s baby shower tomorrow, worried about it a little, and became… Continue reading Fragile Sticker Not Needed
Dearest girl, When you were starting middle school, we all groaned, because most of your aunts and uncles attended that same middle school. I told your uncle JJ to not talk about it – “Don’t scare her,” I said. Besides, I attended a middle school at one point too. It didn’t matter what school; mine… Continue reading Letter to My Teenage Niece
Since learning that being highly sensitive is a personality trait, which I immediately wrote about here, I read more about it. A friend of mine shared an article on social media that resonated with me: Why highly sensitive people benefit from minimalism. I’ve written on this blog about how I experience great benefits from having… Continue reading The Importance of Little Things
All this time I was convinced that I didn’t like condiments... my past history of disordered eating was the cause.
Having struggled with suicidal ideations and attempts, and having dealt with years of self-harm, I know it’s important to talk about. But I also know I have to take care of myself... so I struggle.
Having experienced hypomania before, I knew the warning signs and summoned the courage to nip it in the bud. (click title to read on...)