Wow, it's been a while. It's August already. How did that happen? I missed a whole month here on the blog. I have been trying to keep up with the few blogs I follow. Please know that I am here and I feel the pain. I remember all the stages, vividly. I am thrilled and … Continue reading Where to start…
journaling my life
What’s different now
This is NOT a recap post about what is different in my life now versus prior to discovery of my husband's betrayal and secret life. That would be one bloody long post. Been there, done that. No, this is a post about my health. I haven't really posted about my health in a very long … Continue reading What’s different now
The letter
Two years ago I asked Blue Eyes to write a letter to the other woman as part of his ninth step. For reasons that have been discussed many times on my blog the letter was not and will never be sent to the other woman. I do believe this letter catapulted my healing in a … Continue reading The letter
Days like this
Disclaimer: I took two dance classes and a stretching class this past Saturday, then took two very long walks, and now my right knee is absolutely screaming at me. Exercise is critical to my continued health goals. Damn I HATE being injured and grounded. It pisses me off. So here goes... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eiDiKwbGfIY I'm not sure … Continue reading Days like this
Barbies
When I was a little girl my Grandma worked at a Veterans of America thrift shop in Southeast Portland. The store was walking distance to my Grandparent's house (the one where I would garden with my Grandpa John on warm summer days). Grandma Elsie had a cute little tan miniature poodle named Tina that she … Continue reading Barbies
Beautiful trauma
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBt_88nxG4c I have mentioned P!NK a few times on my blog... okay, a lot of times on my blog. I love her, I really do. I have cried to her songs, I have laughed to her songs, and mostly I have exercised to her songs. She's special. I know she's been through a lot … Continue reading Beautiful trauma
Wait, what just happened?
Things were going along so well, and then someone had to go and fuck it up. This post is not really about sex addiction. To sum things up, shit happens no matter how adept I believe I am at avoiding it. And, my life's not perfect (I know, I know—no one’s is) but I have … Continue reading Wait, what just happened?
peace
A friend posted this on her Facebook recently. It spoke to me.
Grounded
Things are changing. We march on... The doc did not want me flying. Truthfully though, I think she realized I would push myself too much and wouldn't be keen on sitting around a hotel room in the middle of San Francisco. I called her office on Tuesday afternoon and spoke with her medical assistant. I … Continue reading Grounded
Damn if Bernie Sanders didn’t make me sad
We have watched episodes of 'Finding Your Roots' before. The PBS Television Series in which they do extensive genealogical research, including DNA analysis, on prominent Americans and then share it with the person in a sort of interview format. We haven't watched very many. I know we watched the episode with Martha Stewart (because I … Continue reading Damn if Bernie Sanders didn’t make me sad
