THE PAUL GAUGUIN We boarded the Paul Gauguin cruise ship Saturday afternoon, August 20th, in Papeete at about 3:30pm. Easy peasy. After checking our passports, etc... they had us in our room in about 15 minutes. Definitely the easiest cruise ship check-in we have ever experienced. We had opted for one of the two Grand … Continue reading Dreams come true, part two
Author: CrazyKat1963
Dreams come true, part one
It may have taken a long time, but in the end it did not matter. after much healing through self-observation she now had strength, she now had courage, and the wisdom to wield her new magic with virtue. no longer did she run from her pain or her troubles, no longer did she allow delusions … Continue reading Dreams come true, part one
And flowers grew
Paradise! A little over a week ago, I was on a jet boat adventure in paradise. Certainly when the word paradise was invented, the person was in French Polynesia. I have never seen so many gorgeous shades of blue, and green, aqua, turquoise. I couldn't pull my eyes off that amazing water. It was mesmerizing. … Continue reading And flowers grew
Memories
I used to call them triggers and they inevitably caused me tremendous suffering. Triggers were everywhere, literal memories of "the phone call" or buried feelings of being emotionally abandoned by my husband, or conjured visions derived from the fallout of Blue Eyes' sex addicted behavior. Now, the triggers have slowly morphed into memories that no … Continue reading Memories
Sex Addict
Whenever I read, in a story, an article or a blog entry or wherever, that a person has self-diagnosed as a sex addict after being caught cheating, because theoretically it's a good excuse for bad behavior, I sigh. Whenever I hear someone call someone else a sex addict because the target of hate and disdain … Continue reading Sex Addict
Beyond sobriety
Sometimes talking things out is the best way through, and I'm always grateful for this blog. This entry has been sitting here for a while because I started this post and then abandoned it. Some days, weeks, months, I don't feel like putting my thoughts into words. I guess I would call it a slump. … Continue reading Beyond sobriety
I knew it wasn’t perfect
It was Sunday morning of this past holiday weekend and I was triggered by something, I don't quite remember. It wasn't so much debilitating as it was distracting. Those feelings of not knowing, of my instincts being totally off, for years. Of him telling me about Ashley, the first, how she had worked years before … Continue reading I knew it wasn’t perfect
Thoughts for today
I knew it wasn't perfect Not me, not you. Our faults were written all over our faces, and on every wall and in all the spaces. Me, always too much. Always the first and last to speak and share. The one with all the words, the one who never shuts down and always cares. You, … Continue reading Thoughts for today
Strong a.f.
I’m currently on a plane to San Francisco to spend a long weekend with Blue Eyes, being touristy. We’ve been to the Bay Area dozens of times, Blue Eyes was actually born just outside the city, but this time I wanted to do a couple walking tours, Chinatown and Little Italy... some history, some food, … Continue reading Strong a.f.
Pretty things
Started Friday evening. Completed Sunday afternoon. I was away from home for six weeks, and away from Blue Eyes for 4 1/2 weeks. I've returned home and have been here now for exactly 44 hours. Blue Eyes couldn't wait for me to get home, he missed me so much, that's what he said. Today he … Continue reading Pretty things
try not to cry on my rainbow 