Wounded

There are times we don’t know which is harder to cure; physical or mental wounds? All I know is recovering from a mental wound is extremely difficult. Humbling. Isolating. The world as you know it changes abruptly into a very scary place. Your thoughts are terrifying and self-defeating. Nothing makes sense. Self-care, cooking, and cleaning is exhausting.…

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Engage.

I made soup! I made soup. Cabbage roll soup. It is delicious and freezes up in smaller portions very well … the point is, I am trying to re-engage in life. Healing from pneumonia that I have takes weeks, sometimes months. This virus has caused my fibromyalgia to flare with a vengeance. The fatigue itself is overwhelming.…

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My Apologies

I wrote a post about a night in my life recently where I made a decision that could’ve had dire consequences. I took that post down. The responses in the comments were very emotional. From fear based to downright anger with many passionate requests for me to seek some additional help, counseling, resources, etcetera. I…

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It’s 5 O’Clock Somewhere…

Good afternoon! Just taking a break from packing, as my hubby and I are selling our house and hitting the RV trail soon!!! I experienced my first (of many, this I am sure of), emotional breakdowns yesterday. An ugly cry with a snotty nose! So today … I am welcoming the afternoon with a glass…

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Life begins… again?

My niece is a Realtor. A damn good one at that. She brought her boss with her today as my hubby, and I know we want to sell our house and start living the RV life, full time. I was prepared for lists of ‘must complete’ home improvements, city inspections, showings and painting, and the…

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The Heart Remembers What the Head Fights to Forget…

I know it was at some point this week, 15 years ago… I was searching for a flight. (ANY FLIGHT!!!) A flight from Minneapolis to the Brooke Army Medical Center in San Antonio, Texas. My mother had called me; Kory, my brother, was shipped stateside. He was active USA Army, stationed in South Korea, (incidentally…

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The Pineapple Persuasion

I’ve decided I like pineapples. No, I really do! I like the way they taste. Sweet. (Get your mind out of the gutter perves.) I like the way they look, prickly on the outside, with a crown on top! I love the colors; yellows, oranges, and greens… I buy pineapples, I eat pineapples, I decorate…

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The Chronic Illness Hell Flare.

“I will take charge of my illness it cannot be in charge of me.” Before we begin, can I just explain how much I hate going to the doctor? I mean, getting ready? (Showering is hard but who wants to be the ‘funky’ patient?) The questions! When was your last period? Yes, the question they…

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Put on Your Big Girl Panties and Deal!

I am battling through ‘something’… a new stage of fibromyalgia? Is this a 50 + club I have inadvertently joined? I have 2 decades of experience with this disease. Does anyone have a third decade under their belt? Did you notice any changes in your third decade? Anything that should be added to the Stages of…

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