David, Excerise, memories, relationships, Uncategorized

Far Away From My Corporeal Body

I had another dream about David on Christmas Eve. Unexpected, it's been several months if not longer since I've had one of those. I'm not sure if something actually triggered it, or if it was just my brain saying "hey,  guess what we haven't dreamt about in awhile?" Whenever I have these dreams, they always… Continue reading Far Away From My Corporeal Body

memories, relationships, Uncategorized

Becoming Stronger

Wow, you guise. I've been receiving some awesome feedback about the guest post I did ( "One Day" ) for Carla Louise's blog - both there, on my reblog, and in my private messages. It's an amazing feeling to have others connect with your writing; and from what one blogger commented today - to receive some credit for… Continue reading Becoming Stronger

David, Excerise, Husband, memories, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

He got me against a wall

This weekend at Jiu Jitsu training, we had a new lady start. As we were talking she said something I've heard before - she imparted the advice her boyfriend had given her. He said that all fights eventually get taken to the ground, so it would be a benefit for her to do Jiu Jitsu… Continue reading He got me against a wall

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Small Mercies in Self Defence

How do I even start? My daughter is taking a martial arts class this year; she goes three times a week. We started her in it primarily because she was dealing with some bullies last year at school and we wanted her to build some confidence and learn some skills to defend herself if need… Continue reading Small Mercies in Self Defence

Excerise, Uncategorized

Women’s Self-Defense

As promised, I am here to tell you all how the women's self-defense course went that I planned to go to this past Friday. Back in August, the course I went to was an introduction to the psychology of violence coupled with learning some moves that would be used at the beginning of an altercation… Continue reading Women’s Self-Defense

Best Friends, Dan, memoir, memories, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Airing my dirty laundry

Sometimes I forget that people might get taken aback when I am frank about my personal life. I've never worried much about "airing the family's dirty laundry" as my parents called it. I would get scolded once in awhile for saying things that were supposedly our family figurative undergarments; but even now it was never… Continue reading Airing my dirty laundry

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Self-Preservation and Self-Defense

Today I went to my first Self-Defense course - or like the instructor preferred to call it "Self-Preservation and Protection." I've long wanted to do such a thing knowing full well if I were in an attack situation I would likely not make it out without sheer luck. The course was held by Ruth and… Continue reading Self-Preservation and Self-Defense