Sometimes a break from what I love helps bring back the passion. I love my work. I love where I live. I love writing. I’ve never lost sight of those loves, nor taken them for granted. Having said that, it was only after taking a break from each of them that I’ve come back with … Continue reading Space from what I Love
I’m back. Seems to be the way life works. I came in hot, ready for this new morning practice of writing for 30 minutes every week day morning. I was so committed I started on Friday morning instead of waiting for the new week. A few short hours later I had a same day red … Continue reading Time for Flight
Grief is “deep sadness or sorrow” caused by a loss. The sadness and sorrow come from the severed connection. When we lose someone we can’t finish the conversation or resolve the disagreement. Often things are left unasked, unsaid, or unanswered. Even when all the things are said and the parting is sweet, there is deep sadness because the chance to start a new conversation or simply being in the presence of one another isn’t possible. Although it still hurts, we expect to face the loss of our grandparents, parents and others of an older generation. Likewise, we aren’t sure how it’ll shake out, but we know the possibility of out living our significant other, siblings, and other contemporaries is real. What parents don’t anticipate is giving up the presence of their children. When a child comes along, parents figure on being stuck with their child, for better or worse, for the remainder of their lives. Parents plan on being the ones to make the permanent exit. Living without their children feels unnatural and just plain wrong to grieving parents. Click on title to read more
Inspired by Glennon Doyle’s commitment to write an hour each morning, I’ve decided to try a half hour through the end of the year. I just added the end of the year part so I have an out. So this is simply an experiment. It resonated with me yet again when I heard her story for … Continue reading Morning Musings
Today is a good day. I’ve chosen to take on an old pattern in a new way and while, incredibly scary, it’s also freeing. It’s an affirmation of the work I’ve done over the years to build an effective and healthy toolbox that works for me. It brings me increasingly closer to living my day-to-day life in an emotional state I want, regardless of external circumstances. I want to share with you two brief stories contrasting how I coped with my grief and offer a powerful tool to sort out what works best for you.