Realizations
Every once in a while I write the 1st draft of a blog, and it goes missing. Such is the case with today's blog. I am currently in the throes of trying to complete my taxes, part of which are dependent on assistance from my passive aggressive ex narcissist. An hour ago I saved a … Continue reading Blog to Come…..
Odd that it is watching, and enjoying, the SuperBowl that has brought me clarity around the concept of the roles we are assigned, and accept. In my family of origin I was given the role of quiet, perfect Murphy, not the brightest, but certainly the sweetest of the bunch. Through that lens I came to … Continue reading Rewriting My Script
God bless her, my mother keeps asking me to teach her some "yoga poses". It makes sense. I taught her dance aerobics, step aerobics, zumba, weight lifting and roller blading. Each craze I've embraced, she's embraced, and I adore her for it. So why did I get so annoyed when she kept pushing me … Continue reading The Essence of Yoga
Is there a hashtag for this? Personally, I don't understand instagram so I don't know. I just know that if I did understand instagram, I'd be creating this hashtag today. Today my boss lovingly informed me that my ex and his new girl are getting married December 23. She told me because she and her … Continue reading #MyKidIsAnA-Hole
http://www.sionsurfcamp.com In 11 days I leave for the longest vacation I've had since my honeymoon in 1991. Actually, this trip is longer than my honeymoon because, despite my objections, my ex started a new job 4 months before our wedding, so he was limited in vacation days. We were gone for 10 days, 4 of … Continue reading Funny Thing Happened on my Way to My New Life……
How many years did I bow to the loudest voice in the room? How many times did I fail to stand up for what I believe? How many times did I sit at the dinner table with a narcissist and, finding myself speechless, let my children hear disturbed messages? Too many. There is a time … Continue reading Me & My Big (Amazing) Mouth
I am an ovarian cancer survivor. I am late stage, which the majority of us are. I wake up every day and remember, in an instant, that I am living with a 85% recurrence rate, that my cancer is viewed as a "chronic" condition, that it is only a matter or time... And I'm mad. … Continue reading Let’s Talk About Your Pelvis
This will be short because I am exhausted and not feeling well, but feeling compelled to write. Yesterday was the funeral for my bosses son. It was beautiful. She and her spouse gave the Eulogy, and there are no words to describe it. They were funny, poignant, joyous and sad. They spoke primarily to their … Continue reading Unconditional Love
My bosses 19 year old son died at 4:33 today. He suffered severe cerebral palsy from birth, and his past 3 years had been particularly cruel. He had 4 major surgeries, each resulting in major complications. Yesterday he suffered cardiac arrest. Today they made the decision to remove the ventilator keeping him alive, and he … Continue reading Anger, Grief & Death
How do I put this into words......... While I am not proud of how I behaved, last weekend I finally lost it with my parents. After spending the past year, hell - my entire life - trying to keep them happy, do the "right" thing, meet their needs, I lost it. I was accused of … Continue reading Who Must Bridge The Divide?
