As a person who loves words, ideas and writing, I seem to struggle greatly with ACTUALLY writing. I know I am not alone in this. How do I conquer this? Great question and one I do not yet have an answer for. I do have thoughts, excuses, reasons and, well, probably somewhere in all ofContinue reading “Writing is tough”
Tag Archives: Reflecting
A Great Question. Maybe.
My medication management provider, a psychiatric nurse practitioner, just asked me a question. She does not know what made her think of it. The question? If Wolf and I were not together, would each of us be living in the truck, or, would we be elsewhere? Whoa. Wow. Hm. Um. Wolf, possibly. Probably, couch surfingContinue reading “A Great Question. Maybe.”
We struggle with … repetitiveness
Each for different reasons. Likely, no shock there. For Wolf, it is a trigger. How is it a trigger? It reminds Wolf of his father’s relentless questioning every time he left. For years. That relentlessness can wear on a person. It did upon Wolf. As for me, it became so repetitive for me to repeatContinue reading “We struggle with … repetitiveness”
Gratitude: Growth, Progress
Dear Diary, A blog I follow, The Write Nook, recently reminded me to write about gratitude. Yes, I have heard this before. Read it. Thought about it. Pondered it. Forgot about it. Lost touch with it. Wrote it in Daylio (app). Made lists of it. Bought books about it. (List books included). And more, probably.Continue reading “Gratitude: Growth, Progress”
2021 arrived!
Not only has the year arrived, it seemed to slide in like an old quote I remember. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally wornContinue reading “2021 arrived!”
A Life of Neglect, 3
December 20, 2020 I took notes of a conversation Wolf & I had. The notes prompted this post. Wolf’s life, was much like my brother’s, I believe. Full of neglect. Whereas, mine was full of overprotectiveness, extensive control and lacking unhealthy boundaries. autonomy. Yet, even I cannot begin to imagine being “…grateful, to a degree,Continue reading “A Life of Neglect, 3”
Healthy was missing. I did not know.
How can I know, healthy is missing, when I was not taught healthy? As I write those words, I realize they are incorrect, partially. I have had healthy people in my life since birth. What I did not have was either enough of them or they did not have the knowledge to see what andContinue reading “Healthy was missing. I did not know.”
A Dissector and a Fixer
Wolf is the Fixer. For sure. Recently he told me I am a dissector. “Not a science type.” We both laughed because there is surely truth in that. Depending on how you think of science. I am a soft science person. Roles can be dissected. Wolf is hard science through and through. Parts can beContinue reading “A Dissector and a Fixer”
Rusty & Wolf 2019 