That’s the name of the game. Blue Eyes’ Ojai office. Done and dusted. I had fun putting it all together, and he loves it! “A compromise is an agreement where opposing sides give up some of what they want to find a solution that everyone can accept, settling a dispute through mutual concessions rather than continuing … Continue reading Compromise
journaling my life
12 years later…
2025 First, I will say, that living 30 years with an undiscovered and therefore unrecovered addict, and another 12 years with a recovering addict, now, in the year 2026, things aren’t bad. I guess, at this point, as the wife of a sex addict, I can say, things are good. Our marriage is fine. Nobody’s … Continue reading 12 years later…
Still searching…
Hug Point, North Oregon Coast I think if I didn’t understand people, their emotions, their wounds, and their motives, if I didn’t internalize so much of other people’s wants, I would be far better off. I’m tired of trying to be what people need. Over the past few years I have tried desperately to better … Continue reading Still searching…
Seeking happiness, 10 years later
Ten years ago, I wrote this post: https://trynottocryonmyrainbow.com/2015/12/08/seeking-happiness/ The post is pretty much all about The Peacemaker, our younger child, and his bout with depression. I end the post, written in December 2015, with: “On a side note, I would like to feel some literal sunshine on my face… we are drowning here in the … Continue reading Seeking happiness, 10 years later
On doing less
Although I strive for peace and happy and all that, I do think the above meme is a bit judgy. To this person, busy does not equal peace. Peace = success. But, we all get to decide how busy we want to be. For some people, busy makes them happy, and not busy feels wrong, … Continue reading On doing less
Our own worst enemy
This meme was sent to Blue Eyes last week by his sister. The unfortunate thing about having really awful parents, sometimes the wounds are so deep, we simply cannot see that not only haven’t we dealt with the abuse and subsequent fallout, but we are in fact perpetuating the abuse, carrying it forward, and abusing … Continue reading Our own worst enemy
Time marches on
The parental unit. Dad holding their fur baby… a very spoiled 13 year old doodle! It’s been a doozy of a month. I spent a few weeks this summer helping my mom (with dementia) and step dad (cancer) find a decent retirement home. It’s in the neighborhood they have lived in for the past 30 … Continue reading Time marches on
I don’t prefer blondes
But gosh Robert Redford gave me the chills. I just innately felt like he was a good person. So ruggedly handsome he’s the one celebrity that I crossed paths with multiple times in my life. Like everyone, I knew him by sight. He was a little older than my parents, but even when I was … Continue reading I don’t prefer blondes
Signs of emotional exhaustion
Yes, to this: “80% of women don’t cry, scream, or argue when they’re hurting, they go silent. Not because they don’t care, but because they’ve already said everything they needed to say and it changed nothing. Silence is her last language. It’s what she says when she realizes her words have fallen on deaf ears … Continue reading Signs of emotional exhaustion
Explanations or excuses
Pretty beach sunset I have now heard (or seen) this term “neurodivergent” a half dozen times in the past week. Thank you AI It’s one of those phenomena where you have never heard of something before and then BAM! There it is over and over. Sometimes I think it’s just a matter of coincidence. When … Continue reading Explanations or excuses
try not to cry on my rainbow 