I'm delighted and honored to have received The Unique Blogger Award for my writing from a writer whom I respect and admire, Kim at I Tripped Over a Stone. Thank you, Kim, for your ever present feedback, encouragement, wisdom, humor, and your incredible ability to help me sort through the jumble to find the truth... Continue Reading →
I don't know how the rest of you find a space to focus and work, to relax, to think and meditate, or just to breathe, but for me music is essential. I have always done my best writing, studying, and thinking with good music playing the soundtrack of my life at that moment. Today's soundtrack... Continue Reading →
My phone has been reminding me for about a week that four years ago I was recovering from another amputation, one I don't think I've mentioned here before: I had my first rib amputated. (One of these things is not like the other... Which side is missing a rib?) In case you're wondering what... Continue Reading →
It is a truth universally acknowledged that when there’s a message you need to hear, you will hear it if you will only listen.
FALL SEVEN TIMES, STAND UP EIGHT.
She loved to play with fire not knowing how much it was dwelling in her own heart. For that blaze and fortitude was hidden beneath a lugubrious truth, carried through half her life. Better late than never, she realized the reasons behind constant struggles and perpetual temperament. It sure did take over a decade, but she finally chose to love herself and understand her own self; it was worthless to seek in other people.
Till hell freezes over, she thought, I choose love because I am.
Here is how she likes to tell her story…
She’s walked through many storms in her life, but this one was different. She fell to the ground as shards of glass exploded around her, slicing the skin on her cheek bones. Fear consumed her as the chaos unfolded around her. The life she knew had…
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I went to a catholic school, its true. No plaid skirts, sadly, but crucifixes in every classroom, nuns and priests for professors, special masses throughout the year including graduation mass, starting every class with the Our Father and sometimes the Hail Mary as well, and occasionally praying in Latin. Latin. On the list of almost... Continue Reading →
You've all had that one itch that won't be satiated. Now imagine you have it but the place it's located is what you don't have. That's what being an amputee is all about! It truly is the itch you can't scratch.
I'm not the best with waiting. I was the child that wanted to peek at the gifts before Christmas and the one who hated to have to wait for report cards to be issued. I've always been more of a "right now" kind of a girl.
Every autumn I think of a quote, whose origin I have yet to discover, that simply states: The trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let dead things go. This year more than ever before I think the wisdom of this sentiment rings true in ways I have only just begun... Continue Reading →
Today I watched The Goonies with a 9 and a 10 year old because indoctrinating children into things 80s is what one does when one is babysitting all week; they find everything so novel and fascinating. But as I was watching, do you know what I realized? I am apparently far older than I feel... Continue Reading →
Remember how I’m always saying that what you need to hear will come to you when you need it?
Yeah. That happened.
“And this, too, shall pass.”
This is a proverb indicating that all material conditions, positive or negative, are temporary and time solves all problems.
I once read that the great Abraham Lincoln used to have a grand affinity for this proverb. On September 30, 1859, Abraham Lincoln included a similar story in an address before the Wisconsin State Agricultural Society in Milwaukee. This is what he said;
“It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence, to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: “And this, too, shall pass away.”
How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!
When we are in trouble, we feel that we are the only person who is facing these mountains full of doubts…
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