feelings
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Nothing to see here. I think because I can see the glimmers now, it’s been easier for me to share the ugly stuff here. I can see where I’ve really done the work. Even though there is always work to be done. I have never been good at putting my feelings on the shelf, stuffing…
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Rest is productive too. Sometimes I know for weeks before I post what I want to talk about. This one just crept up on me. I had something entirely different queued up to hit “publish” on but for some reason I’m having a pull to go in a different direction. It might be my heart,…
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All 3 of them I was organizing my craft cabinet over the weekend. One of the best built ins I put in this house. My kids and I are always creating. Painting, coloring, clay art, friendship bracelets, you name it. After Christmas, I really needed to give it a make-over. As I was going through…
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so. damn. punny. Bedroom eyes. Roll your eyes. I’ve got my eye on you. Sleep with one eye open. All eyes on you. Sight for sore eyes. Feast your eyes on this. Stars in her eyes. Easy on the eyes. Keep an eye on it. That was easy. If I thought about 1 minute longer…
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Writing was the first coping mechanism I can remember using. Growing up I always had diaries and journals (my sisters can tell you what they said…). As I’d finished one I’d throw it away because of secondhand embarrassment. I never wanted anyone to read them. EXCEPT for one specific journal I’d leave out for my…
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Before I get too far into this blog, I’d like to talk about a few things. Not all of my posts will be about grief. But I will use the word a lot. With that being said, a lot of menty health tools that help me, aren’t just for grief. I would consider myself to…
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Seemed fitting to have my first post be centered around my front door and I don’t mean that cryptically. Just like my mat says, “so happy you’re here”. Cringe. I know I know. Not the mat, the correlation. We all understand that social media is a highlight reel of our favorite parts. Smiles, milestones, celebrations…