Saturday, September 14, 2013

New

Life is good.

I don't talk about this with most people,
mostly 'cause they just don't need to know.
I started a new medication,
and it is good!

It makes me feel good,
this morning I was looking forward to taking it
that has never happened...
It makes me feel good.
I do those small minuscule things around the house 
that I could never do before!
I've tackled 'piles,' I've started jobs,
I've done 'big projects,' 
I'm inclined to tackle other big projects!
It's not overwhelming.
It doesn't take me forever to wake up.

It makes me feel good!
And although I've never been a fan of being on medication,
it. makes. me. feel. good. 

Even though it is redonkulously expensive
I have to think of it as an investment in my life and future.
And just the fact that I like it?
I think I'll keep taking it.

Life is good.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013


Who do I want to be like?

Friday, November 30, 2012

Hard Lessons

Sometimes life wants to overwhelm me.

That's when apathy starts knocking at my door.

Lord help?

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

AA

Did you guys know that there is a difference between

Admitting
and 
Accepting?

Just because you admit something 
doesn't mean you have 
accepted it.

Who knew?!  I didn't.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

holy cow

you guys...i have goals
some/most of them seem completely
utterly...unattainable

oi vey

i feel so stuck
so. stuck.

i need more faith/hope to trust that God will give me exactly what i need

oh help...

Friday, January 27, 2012

My Dad

The wisest man I know, thought for the day:


What emotion is holding you back
from doing what you want?


What emotion is holding you back from your dreams?

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

the word

the other night i was house/dog sitting
i was real tired, had a long day,
and just found that my dog tore apart the birthday present
i was making for mom...

i got into bed and was starting to fall asleep when i had all sorts
of demonic crap start
all sorts of junk that woke me up before i had even really fallen asleep.
yuck.
i tried saying the name of Jesus and doing a little praying
but ended up crossing the street, calling my sister,
(thank goodness for sisters! (and their husbands!))
and going to sleep in my own bed.


so last night, after talking with my dad
i walked around that house reading the psalms out loud.
i had forgotten how powerful speaking the word out loud is.

it was so comforting and strengthening
and felt really good.
i hope to make it a regular happening when i get my own house.


(okay i was going to find some pretty/inspiring picture to put here
but i found this first and thought it was hilarious)