This sums it up in a short and sweet kind of way. 🙂 Due to time constraints, and being sick this week (I'm not better, but it's predominantly allergy-related, as far as I know.), what I originally prepared will have to be re-worked. It's worth the wait, though, because it was fun to write. Thank … Continue reading Different
Growth
Praise Be Friday!
Happy Friday everyone! What a rough week. I am so physically, mentally, and emotionally drained that I am finding it difficult to move. Basically, it's like any other day, but there's the emotional component to it as well. If it were possible to sleep for 24 hours and not get a migraine from too … Continue reading Praise Be Friday!
The Long Slow March Towards…More
Someday in the not-too-distant future, holiday weekends such as this one will have more meaning for me. They won't just be about the "official end of summer" or hoisting the flag in a show of patriotism. No one should need a holiday to be proud of where they're from. Unless, of course, Barack Obama is … Continue reading The Long Slow March Towards…More
Blank, Empty, Devoid
There have certainly been times in my life where I've been devoid of all emotion, except maybe anger. Sometimes rage fuels me to be stronger, better, smarter, faster. I worry sometimes that therapy weakened me, taking my strengths as a woman and turning me into a neutered puppy. But lately, due to serious concerns about … Continue reading Blank, Empty, Devoid
Change Is Not Always…
"Change is not always growth, but growth is often rooted in change." -R. A. Salvatore
Where The Hell Does The Year Go?
Where The Hell Does The Year Go? Every year I’m semi-amazed I’ve survived and gotten this far: Both in life and in the day-to-day struggle. I have a lot to be grateful for. I’ve had an incredibly rough two years. The years before that were not perfect, some were horrific in their lack of kindness, … Continue reading Where The Hell Does The Year Go?
Seven Years
Seven years can change everything. I walked out of the house the other day and for the first time, I did not have issues about this moment. It's not about 'coming to terms', but maybe it's about 'coming to a new place'. Maybe it is a sign that my soul has learned how to handle this … Continue reading Seven Years
A Hard Week Ahead
A Hard Week Ahead Seven years ago this week, my father passed away. He bravely battled various forms of cancer for 15 years. Eight years “clear”, cancer resurfaced. It continued to be a battle on and off for the remainder of his life, which ended at age 63. Way too young. From year-to-year, I have … Continue reading A Hard Week Ahead
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 