Good morning, everyone! How are you today?
It is a gorgeous overcast day here in Arizona.
It’s chilly outside (not too…I’m just a wimp when it comes to weather), and I believe we are supposed to get some rain. You know what this means? It means I am in a great mood and will be seated at my sewing machine with the blinds open so I can enjoy this beautiful weather. I’m working on a scrappy quilt for a very special family member. This is a project I must complete quickly, so please forgive me if I get behind on posting and reading your wonderful blogs as well for a couple of days.
Life is full of uncertainty and at times, seems really unfair. Be sure to let those you love and care about know how you feel, not just on this day but always. Tomorrow is not promised to any of us.
Happy Valentine’s Day! If it’s not your thing, then Happy Thursday, February 14th! I hope you have a lovely day.
Scars are beautiful
Offering a glimpse of who we are
What we’ve been through
How we’ve come so far
Some will stay until the end
Others fade as a new chapter begins
How we acquire our beautiful marks
May not be beautiful at the start
But as for me and my scars
I wish for them to stay just as they are
They tell a story of who I am
Battles I faced and where I’ve been
They remind me of what I now know
And the dark places I wish not to go
Thanks for reading.
I miss the days when naps were mandatory.
I also miss the days of placing coins on the track and anxiously waiting for them to be flattened. Come to think of it, there’s a lot from childhood I miss.
I’m pretty sure my kiddos think I have 6 extra arms or can be in two places at once. They are wrong. I do however, have eyes in the back of my head (all mom’s do).
If I had been born with some sort of extended warranty paperwork, it’s probably lost or expired by now.
If I had to choose between stepping on legos every day or having fibromyalgia, I’d choose the legos.
Wouldn’t it be great to hang a sign like this in our heads to keep the inner demons like depression and anxiety away?
Happy Friday, everyone. 😊
Images from Pixabay
I need to get something off my chest. For years, I thought about starting a blog, but I was nervous to share a side of me that most people didn’t know about. I came into this with low expectations, thinking that what I had to share probably wouldn’t be worth reading. All of you lovely fellow bloggers quickly turned my thinking around, with the love and support you’ve shown through following, liking and commenting on my posts.
I decided to share my posts with family and friends on social media, and was left feeling discouraged. With the exception of a few people, the support is not there. The stats show me that sometimes the link I share is clicked, but there is no like button clicked, no comment…nothing.
So the worrier in me starts to wonder, is it that people don’t want to take the time to click and read my posts (I think every post so far has been a 2 minute read or less)? Is the content I write not good? Do they prefer to pretend that this side of me does not exist? Maybe it’s me they don’t like; perhaps it’s a personal thing and I’m not worth their time?
I’ve let this bother me quite a bit, but I’m starting to shift my thinking. I’ve always been that person who worries what everyone thinks. Why? It only makes me miserable and so I’m trying to change this. I have to remind myself that I didn’t start this blog for them. I did this for myself and in the hopes that maybe I could help someone feel less alone in their struggles, by sharing my own. No more feeling discouraged. I’m going to continue writing because it is something I love. I’ve seen an emotional improvement in myself in the short four months since joining WordPress. I’m not going to give that up.
Thank you all for your amazing support.
What keeps you going when you start to feel discouraged?
My ol’ buddy depression decided to cling like a leach the last few days. I finally got it out of my head and shoved into a closet today. That is where it’ll stay until it breaks free.
During that time is probably when I needed to write most, but instead I spent a lot of time sleeping. I hid in my shell, not wanting much communication and craving it at the same time. I tried to get on WordPress some, to at least keep up with everyone’s posts, but my mind and heart weren’t in it. You all write such amazing posts and I felt I wasn’t absorbing the words I was seeing. I’m still trying to catch up on what I missed.
I wanted to write something more interesting, but my ol’ pal is banging on the closet door and it’s distracting. So instead, I’ll leave you with a couple of songs that help me drown out depression’s ruckus. Take care, everyone.
Knowing this helps me get through the particularly rough days. I’ve said for years now, that there has to be a reason He allows me to go through what I do. There has to be a bigger plan for me. Maybe during this lifetime I’ll find out what that is, or maybe I won’t know until it’s my time to go home. Either way, I’m placing my trust in Him. I feel like maybe starting this blog and sharing my experiences are a part of the plan. If not, I know He’ll guide me to the path I’m meant to be on.
I hope this weekend is treating you all well. 😊
Oh yeah! This is the second day in a row! If you read my recent post, you know that this is kind of a big deal to me. Morning stiffness may have made me waddle like a penguin all the way to the coffee pot, but I got my morning cup of happiness before waking the kiddos up. Now, did I shower, dress, fix my hair and makeup yet? Heck no. If you saw what looked like a racoon mixed with a zombie wearing pajamas, driving the kids to school, don’t be frightened. It was just me.
Happy Wednesday, everyone! 😊