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Learning to live on life's terms...
One of the hardest things I've had to come to grips with since my stroke is control. Giving up control has been the hardest thing to do. However, in doing so, I've learned that life isn't as complicated as originally thought.
I don't have to be in control of everything. The only thing I can really control is myself. And that's not control. That is ( Read more... ) -
On Returning to "Normal"...
Last Wednesday, 1 June 2016, I had an ischemic attack. If you've never had one, let me give you the short version: it's where your brain decides to shut down and reset itself. And of course, it never happens at a perfect time...always when you least expect it.
This one happened at work. Nightside, and on the flight line.
I'm a material handler for ( Read more... ) -
Reeling "IT" in...
Of all the major changes that take place after a stroke, I would have to say opening my mouth to find there is no longer a filter is pretty cool. Of course, my friends, as well as others closest to me, find it a bit hard sometimes having to reel me in.
It is a reminder that I'm not the same person. I don't even sound the same. Case in point, call my ( Read more... ) -
On Starting Over-2016 Edition
I found this journal while doing a Google search of myself. How weird is that. In order to find out who I am, I have to search for myself. Neither comfortable nor fun to do, I have to admit. But then again, nothing about my life is comfortable or fun these days. At least, not the comfortable or fun that it used to be.
I guess I should start at the ( Read more... ) -
#Bullying...and why we need to speak up
I have been quiet on my journal for a very long time. That stops NOW.
I am 42 years old.
I am a grateful recovering alcoholic.
I am a Girl Scout Troop Leader.
And I am the victim of a bully.
It started several months ago, right after being moved away from The Evil Empire(TEE). He was a bully, too, though his reign ended with the move to new ( Read more... ) -
On resolutions...
Up late, no time for sleep
Must pick up the pieces of old
No time to breathe
I set it, then I broke it
Merely seconds after creation
Why?
I worry too much
I think too much
In my head too much
Worrying about what can't change
Not accepting what I can
No courage to know the difference
Why?
If only
But only
Playing the victim
Ordering you about
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Trust the process
Sometimes, the best thing you can do is sit back and let the chips fall where they may. It's not a perfect process, but it is what it is. Trust the process. That process will be what brings you the greatest gift of all - grace.
But in order to see that, you have to believe.
Keep Smiling and Keep the Faith.
And, never NEVER give up.
(LOTS of things ( Read more... ) -
On moving forward
I can say D. Have been saying it for years.
Now, I have to learn to say A.
I can't do that. I just can't.
No matter how much we've disagreed or whatever, she is still my biological mom. Knowing that I will remember everything just is not fair.
However, there's no time for resentment.
Healing starts now.
Where's a gorgeous bottle of single malt when ( Read more... ) -
Children in my hometown (BIG vent)
ALL CHILDREN should be celebrated, not just those chosen by you, the public sector, or the media.
ALL CHILDREN are important, not just your chosen upper middle class white kid dying of cancer that you raised money for because you felt he/she was important.
Where are the candles and prayer vigils for ALL CHILDREN living in poverty, abuse, and ( Read more... ) -
how it goes
Things have been really harried lately, as you can tell from my recent poem. However, I'm doing my best to take care of me when/where I can.
I need a nap! =)
Gotta get back to the salt mines.
Thanks for listening.
Until next time...
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