Two years ago I agreed to risk rejection and enter the dating scene. Had it not been a homework assignment from my therapist, I would still be focused only on creating a future that includes a decent retirement rather than designing a life that includes laughter and love today. I was as excited about this as I was of starving myself for two days in preparation for a colonoscopy. The results could potentially be the same, disastrous. I’d have to expose my innermost private parts and hope for the best. Sometimes, shit happens.
I knew odds were that I would unpack my luggage several times before I met “the one” if I ever did at all. When I mentioned I came with luggage, a date asked if it were Samsonite. If you laughed at that, you are as seasoned as I am with as many gray hairs, lol. I initially complained that…
Good morning, friends! Happy Monday! For all those who are preparing to go to work, may your day be filled with wonderful surprises. For those who have the day off, are retired, or are enjoying a nice summer break, do whatever brings you joy today. Whether you’re going to work or not, we all have a job to do. I hope you take some time to discover what it is — your purpose for being here.
We all have a purpose — even those we sometimes ignore at intersections or outside stores, hoping to meet your eyes to ask for a hand out or a hand up. We’ve all had those encounters where we try to block out their seemingly urgent pleas for help. If they’re young and strong, we wonder why they’re not working. If they appear fragile and defeated, we wonder how they got that way. I know…
Yesterday I helped a couple coworkers in Shelby which meant I spent the day walking around the uptown area speaking with business owners. It was hot and incredibly humid and we were out walking for 5 hours or so. When I got home last night all I wanted to do was eat dinner and veg; which I did!
I also slept in this morning until 7 am to give my body some recovery time. Living with MS demands that I pay close attention to the temple. When it says it is time to sleep, I sleep. I hope all of you out in the blogosphere are preparing your minds to have a great day!
I believe it is important to take stock in how one acts. It is easy to continue on as you have always done, oblivious to how it impacts those around you. Some will even justify their actions with statements like “that’s just the way I am”.
For me, that is not good enough and I expect more of myself than that.
The wise person doesn’t continue on as they always have. The wise person evaluates their actions and changes when they realize they need to change.
As I have said, the first day back from a getaway is tough. I slept past my alarm this morning and it felt great. Being at the beach was fantastic, but I must admit it was nice to sleep in my own bed last night. I hope you have an getaway coming up soon to provide some relaxation or adventure!
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“The Memory of Health” by Edie Summers is a very interesting book. I think she had me from the start of the forward with “Dear Friend”. Why? Because I instantly felt this person wants to meet me where I am.
The 470-page book takes on many forms:
It contains excerpts from the author’s journal citing how her health is from day to day, etc.
The author has included some of her own poetry which gives a glimpse into how her illness comes out in her creativity.
There is some medical terminology to give substance and credibility.
And there is “the story”. All through the book, Edie talks about…