I've been reflecting on my life lived since 10 years ago when I thought I was making a huge life changing decision. A decade...a whole decade has flown by. Wow. It still makes me smile when that 'big event' pops up on the September calendar page marking the anniversary of my decision to let my… Continue reading I did it, they did it, he did it, and we did it!
Hopes of Resilience
Every day, we get up and keep on conquering another day as each stroke recovery obstacle pops up. There have been days when I glanced at our catalpa tree and thought to myself, "I feel a lot like that wounded catalpa tree." Thieves of sorts pecked away and left a large hole in my heart.… Continue reading Hopes of Resilience
Springing Into Spring and Other Noteworthy Things
My morning routine starts with cortisol filled moments that spring me out of bed. Thanks to our elderly cat, Dessy. She has dementia and is up at 2:28 am. Her routine is initiated by one of our cats making cat puking noises. Followed by her paw nudge (hopefully it's clean) on my shoulder indicating it… Continue reading Springing Into Spring and Other Noteworthy Things
When Memories of Easy Make Life a Bit Easier
Hello blogging buddies. It's me popping in with an update. I wish posting were an easier, like back in the days when it was. I confess that it is far from easy. I used to rely on Mr. to help me feel life was easier for things like opening up the Kimchi bottle for the… Continue reading When Memories of Easy Make Life a Bit Easier
To Heck with a Word for The New Year, I Gave Myself A Title Instead
As I sit here, slamming sipping down the last few swallows of my cup of coffee, which by the way I've learned to 'enjoy' immensely in those few early moments each day before the real work for the day starts, I picture myself in my new self-proclaimed role as DoON. Director of Obstacle Navigation I… Continue reading To Heck with a Word for The New Year, I Gave Myself A Title Instead
It’s a Time Dilation Blur Where Those 87 Days Went!
Recovery of any sorts includes the passage of time relative to the parties going through it. There is a real thing called "time dilation". Perhaps that is what I/we feel? I can't tell you how many times we say to each other, "It's time dilation striking again." I do know, time flies in a different… Continue reading It’s a Time Dilation Blur Where Those 87 Days Went!