I let a friendship go today. Not just any friendship, a best-friendship. Something I've been mulling over for a while now, and while I was sitting in church this morning; likely listening to a very similar sermon to what he'd be listening to, I knew I just needed to rip the bandage off and get… Continue reading Until then… Bye Dane.
Ugh, I feel like an ass. I've railed before against using common platitudes with people who are struggling - with depression or other personal problems. Yet, today... Faced with a friend who was struggling and crying... I didn't know what else to say, so I said "I'll be praying for you." I became the very person… Continue reading I’ll be praying for you
This may seem like a break from my usual programming... But I promise, by the end you'll see why I decided to write about this here 😉 It may not be clear to you from my blog, but I have a fascination with the Tudors. For many years I have been interested in the delicate… Continue reading Catherine, you poor pigeon!
I summarized my dealings with David in one main sentence "A Full force whirlwind of terrifying clusterfuck," in my last post. Though I've written parts of the story here and there on the blog and my older readers pretty much know the details, I figured I would rehash the story a little in these last… Continue reading The Story of: A Full Force Whirlwind of Terrifying ClusterF**K
Is there anything new to say? No, I don't really think so. The stories are all in the past; they aren't currently happening. No fresh material to be had. I can't say I'm sorry about that. There's a sense of relief, actually, when I think about that. Though it's all in the past, it is… Continue reading A Full Force Whirlwind of Terrifying Clusterf**k
Where to start? I feel busy AF right now... I suppose if you consider the laying around in my recliner and sleeping in I've done the past few days I technically can't say I ACTUALLY AM busy... but ya know... Whatevs. Regardless, a fair bit has been going on - leading again to my inconsistent… Continue reading Things to do besides sleep and veg
I've said it many times before. Share your stories, make others aware of the prevalence of the many liberties taken with women without their consent. The first step in changing the rape culture in our society. Now there is a social media trend asking women (and even men!) to make their statuses say "Me Too"… Continue reading Hashtag MeToo
The lovely Kirascibbled challenged me to do a 7 day black-and-white photo series - a post a day of photos from my life. “Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” Because I'm busy and quite possibly also lazy, I am breaking the rules… Continue reading 7 day photo challenge
I've been sitting here for an hour, one sentence written - since deleted. I've had this vague sense of what I would write about, but it's hard to express the swirling thoughts about it in my head. I've had the passing thought about the topic for a few days, and then today I stumbled upon… Continue reading God, just move on already, Emma!
My grandpa died this past week. Yup, that's what's up with me. He passed in the early hours on Tuesday, Oct 5th. I was notified the evening before that the hospice personnel was of the opinion that he was actively dying, so it wasn't a shock when my mum called me at 2 or so… Continue reading Vila i Frid, Grandpa
Today, in honor of Domestic Violence Awareness Month, I am sharing an old friend's abuse story, these are her words as she shared them with me. Her identity is purposely withheld. People seem to think if someone abuses you then that must have been that way your whole relationship, when usually that’s not the case.… Continue reading He Out Weighed Me by at Least 100 Lbs
My sisterface is blogging again finally… Her most recent one is good… Check it out!
You’re just minding your own business and then next thing you know, you’re picking at your fingers. It’s subconscious yet somehow you are fully aware and can’t stop. You want to rip off all of the dead skin because, much like your inner demons, you can’t stand to feel it clinging to you. To your new, fresh skin. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have perfect skin? Then, you start to bleed because you picked at them too much. It hurts, and you get frustrated. Now they look ugly…
Now, you’re all too conscious of your accelerating heart beat. You ask yourself why your chest feels so tight. It’s suffocating. No amount of fresh air or deep breathing can take the feeling away. There’s no reason for this. So you question your sanity and hope it will go away. “This is stupid. What’s wrong with me? You’re OK. Just calm down.”…
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In honor of Domestic Violence Awareness Month, which starts this weekend, I did a poll on my facebook to gauge how many of my facebook friends had been assaulted or experienced domestic violence/abuse. The majority that answered were not cases I already knew about, so you'd think that would be surprising. Perhaps I have become… Continue reading It Ceases To Surprise Me
Two days until October, and you know what that means! No, no... well... yes, Halloween; but that's not what I'm here to talk about this evening. It was brought to my attention today that here in America, October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. One of the other blogs I follow (When I Thought I was… Continue reading Domestic Violence Awareness Month
I'm supposed to be doing homework, and housework, and hey - writing! But instead I am sitting watching too many episodes of That 70s Show on Netflix. I've had this blog post open to edit for a couple of hours, but only just started... Geez I'm lazy today. I'll blame it on the heat, as… Continue reading That Got The Writer In Me Thinking
Karl Olov Englund was a large man with a full beard who worked in an iron factory during the week and was a Lutheran priest on the weekend. Olov was married to a lady named Emma Augusta and they had ten children, five of these children emigrated to the USA - one of which, Helga,… Continue reading From our ancestors come our names…
It’s become popular in the English-speaking world to reference the Danish word “Hygge,” a somewhat untranslatable word as far as we English speakers go – a word that does not have a direct single word translation in our language. A mystery, perhaps, why we never thought to have our own word for such an activity,… Continue reading Danish Hygge Vs Swedish Mysa
I feel like a whiner. I don't like being sick, I don't like feeling like I shouldn't feel as bad as I do... But I do. I think I told you all about my kidney stone, right? Almost three weeks ago now I was in the emergency room getting diagnosed for the first time with… Continue reading This Too Shall Pass – Like a Kidney Stone
The thing is, for many years, I built up my walls and buried emotions deep down... I'd remain calm and like a duck out of water, I'd let a whole lot of stuff roll off my back. Eventually my suppressed emotions would bubble over until I breathed fire if and when certain people stepped over… Continue reading I’ve Caught The Feels
Finally, FINALLY! I got to go back to a Ren Faire! As I mentioned yesterday, my husband and I made last minute plans to travel to a Renaissance Faire in Kenosha, WI this weekend after my weekend suddenly cleared up. We went to the Bristol Renaissance Faire first thing today after traveling down yesterday and… Continue reading Ren Faire – 20 years later!