I love gifts of laughter that come from the reality in life. Enjoy, and THANK you, Peg.
Sir Loin of Beef
Some look at life’s journey as a pitched battle, and some as a noble quest. Either way, a smart knight should be prepared for the dragons he or she is bound to encounter along the way. My weapon of choice is a feather duster.
It has only snowed once so far this weird winter. I took advantage of the unlooked for boon of ice-free roads here in the country last week and went for a walk. My mood was somber as I set off down the road, well bundled against the bracing cold. I needed the lift that nature always gives me because I felt lower than I have felt in a long time.
I was thinking about my dear cousin, Moe. She’s experimenting with multiple chemo treatments, locked in mortal combat with the cancer that has spread despite her efforts. We recently learned that her…
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Oscar Wilde once wrote that “Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life.” My experience over the past 14 years in working with recovery , being in recovery, relapsing in recovery, proves to me that there’s some truth to his observation – life is often stranger, just as interesting, just as surprising, and just as exciting as fiction. I checked out a fellow Blog yesterday (part of BLOG 101 homework); and left a comment. And, as @MichelleW indicated, it did make me think more. Here is the link http:\\attheroomsproject.org Continue reading
This cat is special. Seriously. I think I can convince you why this (TRUE) story is interesting enough to read
i will be writing some posts specifically on being deaf in a hearing world. This was a blog i came across today and I liked.
The Ballad of Love and Hate
I’ve struggled with my hearing loss over the past few years. It has progressively gotten worse over time. I was born completely deaf in my left ear, and as of now, I have barely 50 percent hearing left in my right. And, as I’ve said, its been very hard. I struggle to keep up with simple conversation lately. I usually end up asking someone closer to me to repeat what others are saying. I’m currently re-learning sign language and I have to admit it’s pretty hard to learn at this age and I feel like kicking myself for not sticking to it when I was younger. Being the only deafie in the family, it was hard to stick with it when I was the only one learning and using it. Anyways, I guess I am just going to have to work twice as hard at this as I do everything…
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I saw this on a blog I really admire and follow=http://thebettermanprojects.com/blog
It speaks; let us all listen
Have We Had Help?
The public perception of a writer
Following on from yesterday’s blog post https://havewehadhelp.wordpress.com/2015/01/09/the-guardian-another-progress-report/ a few thoughts occurred.
First of all, while a mere thirty-nine of the three hundred and thirty four people who currently follow my blog ‘liked’ the post, even though according to my blog’s stats only twenty four actually read it, five responded, three by reblogging. Why people merely click ‘like’ without reading a post totally baffles me. But there you go – it happens not only here on my blog but on most Social Media sites, in most cases out of pure habit. Don’t think for one moment that I’m not grateful for the fact that you ‘liked’ my post – I am. But if you are going to ‘like’ any post on any Social Media site, whether its a blog like this one or Facebook etal, at least read it first, otherwise how will you know…
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Today, I will submit to the insecurity and have faith that I can live through the process and grow.
I can choose to do that; it is within my control.
My daughter ( a Sr. in college), is traveling on the East coast. She was supposed to fly back to her college hometown tomorrow, but texted me that a friend was able to drive her instead. Would I be mad? I actually prefer her driving because she was going to have to fly to Chicago for a layover. Well, she has anxiety attacks, and the thought of her getting stuck in an airport for 8 hours or more, well…would end up with me having anxiety over her situation. I can’t control her decision, and thankfully I am aware of this. Luckily, this time we have the same conclusion. But, what if we didn’t?
Controlling kicks in. I tell her what I want; she disagrees. I try manipulation, scare-tactics, common sense, and anything else that would yield the result I want to SEE. THAT is controlling.
I realize ultimately, GOD is in control over everything. I have the illusion that in my every day life, the choices I make give me control. If I look too far forward, or focus too much on the past, it takes me out of this VERY and ONLY present moment. I am grateful to be aware of the illusion of control. Just for TODAY.
Today’s assignment asks: who are you and why are you here….
I am a woman exploring my shadows. I have always felt somewhat destined to “write”, and have usually sabotaged myself, or put it on the back burner, for reasons I no longer remember. I am a survivor, a friend, a sister, a mother, a wife, and usually a good person. (I will save the dark side for another blog). I have a lot of life experience in a variety of things. I am compassionate, but can be a hard-ass. I am loyal, and understanding. I am stubborn. I realize daily there is still so much more to learn and grasp.
I hope to learn from the BLOG 101 series the better way to blog and share, and post and tag and gain followers. I tend to write about life in the world of addiction, manic-depressive issues, honesty, my dogs, friends, lack of understanding something, deaf issues,living next door to my mother-n-law, or other small irritating things. But, I also like to motivate, and write about gratitude. I like to pass on “just read books” that I think are great.
I am choosing life. And, in doing so I am fulfilling some passions, and finding new ones. I think this might be one of them!