Remember, one must make it through the dark to recognize the light.
This is all-new territory for me, and I am enjoying this more than I am scared. I have wanted this all my life, and am thoroughly enjoying this venture so far.
In essence, I have come to find my blood family to be intermixed with lies, deceptions, and issues that go beyond blood relation; they are pinning me as the core of problems in the family, and I have done nothing to warrant that reaction.
...my life is mirroring one expression everyone's heard at least once in their lives: So much to do, so little time.
All our marriage, others were accommodated, and we had to abide by the rules of others. It's strange; my husband and I are in our late 30s, and we feel like big kids playing house. This is new territory for us; we are relishing in being our own King and Queen of the house for once...
This is an extension from I Am Who? The present economy is our worst enemy, and hardest teacher. It's the getting out there that's the challenge. The realistic life tends to get in the way as it takes the same amount of sacrifice to achieve our goals with our passions as it takes to just make a living and get by; sounds like a trade-off, doesn't it?
Soul Searching, a daring journey that so few of us take. It's not easy to fathom the results, and when they do arise, half the time, we are stumped, happier, or disappointed.
They say blood is thicker than water, but I beg to differ. Blood colors water red, and for that, since all blood does the same thing to water, no matter what DNA is mixed in with it, Blood means nothing when it comes to biological family, and the family you choose to keep close. I choose love, first and foremost.
I tell ya, one such as myself, never imagined it would take so long to set up a house, as opposed to an apartment... I look around the house now, and the boxes and mess disappears, revealing to me what it will look like, fully furnished.
Those of you who can't stand to be uncomfortable, put yourself into their shoes, and see how you like it!
This is our first home, and it's a big step, nonetheless, but a happy one. With each box we unpack, we smile wider, and feel more and more at home.
We've been living there completely since Monday, and my husband and I are the happiest we've ever been.
I know for certain now that I will only have one home to go to; my own.
I was angry at first, after I heard the news from my husband, but then, it hit me; I would not be in any shape to lift anything to help with moving in.
Sadly, I am one of those daughters that thought her father would live forever, as he always looked young, acted young, and was light-hearted throughout his life.
I cried when we let our lease lapse so we could move back home, and now I understand why.
As a writer, I tend to think of possible outcomes for each situation, and this one could easily end badly.
I have a lot of fears to overcome, and I guess I haven't paid myself enough attention as far as my talents.
I just felt it was a low blow to me that even an apology, or an acceptance of my having a human senility moment wasn't good enough. Just one picture... One sentence, and a close relationship is toast.
What the ego tells me is if I help my mother find her freedom, which she only half-wants, I am being selfish, and mean. Am I, really?
...I've been out of sync, and have had no clue what's going on. I have not been in control of my schedule as I like to be, and I have felt all over the place for about a year now.
...there has to be a way for those individuals who don't fit the norm to live fulfilling lives, don't you agree?
... having tons of phone calls in one hour is what keeps me working, and most good workers call that job security; however, to a sensitive, that can be an hour of hell.
I guess that's it; why I had a deep, but fruitless sleep last night... I just didn't want to wake up.
...I'm back, and I have things to say now, so feel free to start watching my blog, once again!
Sometimes, losing a friend can feel like your stuck in a dank, dark tunnel alone... In the Labyrinth, everything is temporary...
The answer lies in self-exploration... Healing is not easy, and it was never meant to be... We are made to feel, so don't be afraid... Fear is a strong emotion, but don't let it take over; change it's chemistry.
Children are not the only important beings out there. There are enough charities and programs to help children. Now, we need to help their future parents!
When a lie is told, it comes out of nowhere, and spreads like wildfire because it's so out of left field, making it sensational, and highly powerful.
...before you think you know what your sister is talking about when she sends a text spelling out that her underwear walked out the door last night, ask her what she meant ...
Things are happening, people, and I suggested we send out love for one another today, as it is Valentine's Day after all.
...blood is thicker than water, but it's still not enough to keep the ties strong.
I took in a friend, to help her heal and move on from an abusive family, and now mine is against me. How often does this sort of thing happen? I have done nothing wrong, and yet, I am watching those family members in question hurt my mother. I am unable to do anything about … Continue reading Philanthropist Horrors
We, the people, will... attain our government back from the rich to never rule in this country again! You can count on that!
...one worry with my being a writer for a company is whether I will lose my luster as a writer.
I'm the type who gets agitated through the day because I'm constantly interrupted by people, things, or issues.
I certainly hope I'm not alone in seeing these patterns and changes, as I feel like I'm living in the Twilight Zone.
...body shaming is not something that should define us or rule us as a species.
Has it seemed like the longest week to any of you?
It's scary when you think about it all, that each morning could be devastating to someone, where something passed in the House/Senate that could change a person's life forever.
We are great people, so let's let the world know just how strong we are, even in the face of such adversity.
Never forget, guilt trips only have power when the victim allows himself/herself to be vulnerable, and give power to person dishing it out.
We all dread that news; ya know, the news where something unexpected happened to someone you know. Just yesterday, I was told news that sent chills up my spine all the way up to the hairline-
No journey worth going on is easy, no journey of self-exploration is without a beginning fraught with fear. Fear it, you should at first, as all of us fear dealing with our dark sides. I know, I've dealt with mine, and she's quite the defiant cookie.
A poem about a strong relationship gone wrong... A continuance of the post "Chains"