Click on most pictures to enlarge if you want. So my dad died in 2004. It was sudden and unexpected. I was on vacation and couldn’t get back before he moved on to heaven. I am always grateful the last things we said to one another were things like “Love you” and we had hugged..
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We just had a majorly COLD ice and snow storm (bad for Arkansas). I know for some Northern people, this is no biggie; however, the one thing I missed when I moved to Arkansas was SNOW. I was raised more in snow-areas than not, and while there were times I thought, “I can’t take any more..
One of my favorite songs is “What Are You Doing The Rest of Your Life?” The lyrics are written by Alan Bergman and Marilyn Bergman and original music written by Michel Legrand for the 1969 film The Happy Ending. I truly love this song. I’ve always loved songs like this from the 1940’s-1960’s, probably because they were so full of all kinds..
(This is a post from 2013) Next year (2014), Alpha Hubby and I will be married 20 years. T-W-E-N-T-Y years. I know that may not seem like a long time to those of you who have been married longer, but trust me when I say it is a joyous miracle for Alpha Hubby and me. So sweet…
Ten points: One time when I was down and blue, a wise person told me to sit down with a journal, a piece of paper, a notebook, just something, and write down ten (10) down that I liked about myself. It was VERY hard at first. I wasn’t used to thinking nice things about myself. ..
I’m not ashamed to say Merry Christmas. I don’t do “Happy Holidays” simply because I don’t like it and don’t want to. I don’t mind if others use it and I don’t have a problem with others being upset with Merry Christmas. It isn’t about them – it’s about ME and what I believe. So..
Today’s Song Reference: http://youtu.be/31v6drN99N0 Long before I met Alpha Hubby, I dreamed about all the fairy tale stories – of finding that one special one who would believe in me, help me be the best I could be, dance with me, go on adventures with me, and love me, love me, love me. I dreamed…
This is a Short True Love Story Redux from a few years ago. This is the story about a girl who met a boy who loved the girl completely, totally, unconditionally almost from the moment he met her. It is about a girl who was so skittish, she never let anyone get close to her. ..
(Re-do of older post) ****DISCLAIMER: Although I majored in Psychology in college, I do not profess to be an expert in anything other than myself. Sort of, “I’m not a doctor but I play one in this blog.” So this being a blog, don’t take anything as a professional discourse – it’s opinion and experience.****..
Hello goils! I’m baaaack. Didja miss me? I missed you… for awhile. Today’s post will be quick, just a check-in to say ‘yes, I am alive’ and ‘yes, there were some incredible lessons and changes’. In later posts, I’ll let you know the really good, the morbidly bad, and the monstrously ugly of unhooking..