Posted Dec 12 2018 in Wednesday Wonderings
My son and I had an interesting conversation the other day while in the car. It started out the way our conversations often do… “Mom.”… “Mom… Mommy!…” “Mommy!Mommy!Mommy!” (I wish I were exaggerating).
“Yes, my love?”
“Did you know that tomorrow is silly hat day?” … (I’m not given the opportunity to respond before he’s onto the next subject.) … “Do you think Precious is still in our old backyard?” (Precious was a deer that had her fawns in our back yard in the spring of 2015. I have no idea how he still remembers this.) “Eevee is cold.” (Eevee is a Pokémon stuffy, who lacks the ability to feel temperature, but he stops for a breath and I answer while I have the chance.)Read More»
Posted Nov 28 2018 in Wednesday Wonderings
I have to be bleeding in the street to ask for (or even accept) help, even with something as simple as carrying a heavy package. This is a fact that frustrates those who love me and don’t want to wait until I am actually bleeding in the street to help. I suspect that my lack of vulnerability was one of my biggest faults contributing to the end of my marriage.
I laugh when I want to cry and I never let ANYONE see me cry. (Except at movies. Weirdly, I have no problems letting people see me cry if a movie is on.)
I’m not good at discussing my shortcomings. I spend much of my life trying to convince everyone (including myself) that I am super-woman. Part of my personal purpose for this blog is forcing myself to be vulnerable. It’s a bit like aversion therapy. Hopefully this blog will prove more productive than sticking my hand in a fire to prove I’m not afraid of the flames.Read More»