Thursday, December 18, 2014
Day 31 - Thursday 12/18/14 - Grateful to my therapist for pointing out something that should have been obvious to me (but of course, I was completely oblivious!) Didn't realize the progress I was making until she oh-so-kindly summed up today's conversation and showed me.
Day 30 - Wednesday 12/17/14 - Thankful that I was able to make it through the day and be there for my student's presentations. Even though I felt like crud.
Day 29 - Tuesday 12/16/14 - Happy to be a part of a tradition that makes me smile, especially knowing that since this is year 4 of our activity, it is for sure tradition!
Day 28 - Monday 12/15/14 - Thankful for the soft Kleenex my therapist has in her office.
Day 27 - Sunday 12/14/14 - Sometimes it's really hard to find a bit to be glad about. Today is one of those days. So I guess I'm glad that today is nearly over.
Day 26 - Saturday 12/13/14 - Happy to find a treat on sale at the grocery. Ended a really bad day on a slightly sweeter note.
Day 25 - Friday 12/12/14 - Feeling slightly accomplished, as my students and I were able to wrap up several projects today.
Monday, December 15, 2014
|The quote that started the blog.....|
When the blog began, I figured that I'd post once a week or so.... now, three years later? Well, if I posted once a week for 2 full years, that would be 104 posts. Considering we're at 600? Guess this blogging thing has worked out, at least for the most part!
A few reflections on the blog....
1. I started this blog as a part of a recovery project. While recovery is still a daily challenge, this blog has seen me through the lowest of lows, and I hope, will see me through the consistency of recovered.
2. My favorite part of the blog is the fact that with each post, there is a chance that someone will read my words, and they will be exactly what that person needs to read at that moment. The words will be the glimmer of hope, the sign, the realization that they're not alone, the affirmation that they're on the right path...... The words will brighten someone else's day, or comfort the tears that have fallen. In essence, since I have read a handful of incredible blogs, that were such support during my roughest times, I hope that maybe my words can be there to help someone else.
3. The hardest part of blogging has been making myself write when I don't want to. It's been letting my words hit the screen even when they don't want to leave my brain. It's a challenge, for sure, that I succumbed to this past summer for two months, but it's a challenge that is worth tackling on a regular basis.
To all who are reading this now.... thank you for sharing even a few moments of your day with me! I hope you find something here that makes you smile!
Saturday, December 13, 2014
This is the last time, at least in my lifetime, that there will be a numerically fun day like this.
So far, I've seen:
And this year:
Yes, there have been other fun days, like:
The funny thing is, despite the number-fun play, I was never a math person. I pretty stopped liking math in 5th grade, and pretty much failed out of Algebra in high school.
And yet.... I love numbers now. I love how they always make sense. There is no arguing with an accurate equation. Yes, there may be different perspectives (for example, 1 + 1 = 3)* but for the most part, math and numbers are clean cut, proven, and reliable.
Considering the only reliable things in my life are my therapist and the Pup,
it's no wonder I've become a fan of math!
*1 adult + 1 adult = 3 people (2 adults + 1 baby)
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Day 24 - Thursday 12/11/14 - Grateful that I woke up this morning to find the dream I was having was only that, a dream.
Day 23 - Wednesday 12/10/14 - Glad I was able to head home straight away after work - much needed evening of quietness and early bedtime.
Day 22 - Tuesday 12/9/14 - Took a fairly big risk today. Still figuring out if it paid off. But at least I tried something new, fairly terrifying, and potentially helpful.....
Day 21 - Monday 12/8/14 - A bit scared of the possibilities that exist, but grateful that I finally see more than a dead end.
Day 20 - Sunday 12/7/14 - Whatever it was that kicked my butt into gear, I'll take it! Closet cleaned out and trunk full of stuff to donate!
Day 19 - Saturday 12/6/14 - Grateful for some snuggle time with my niece.... so needed!
Day 18 - Friday 12/5/14 - Rough day. Thankful it's over.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Day 17 - Thursday 12/4/14 - Shocked my therapist a bit today..... A good shock, that is..... it was kind of funny, and made me smile and her laugh.
Day 16 - Wednesday 12/3/14 - Thanks go out to my BFF who accompanied me on a somewhat scary task today. Since I'm typing here, I obviously survived the experience.
Day 15 - Tuesday 12/2/14 - Grateful for a very full day. Kept my mind away from unhelpful, sad thoughts that are currently rippling through my district.
Day 14 - Monday 12/1/14 - Though painful, the reminder that life is precious, and to live each day as if it's your last, came through loud and clear today......
Day 13 - Sunday 11/30/14 - Loved taking the Pup for a walk on this very unseasonable day!
Day 12 - Saturday 11/29/14 - So, so, so relieved that a confidant continues to support me as a grow......
Day 11 - Friday 11/28/14 - Honored to be a part of a very special day for some very special friends.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
|Courtesy of Sketches in Stillness|
Isn't this a good question? Who was I before the world decided who I should be?
Who was I before I decided to let society tell me who I should be?
I have absolutely no idea.
As someone who became a social chameleon by age four, I don't know that I ever really knew who I was, or what I wanted. I remember one moment, being very upset at preschool because I didn't get to sit on the teacher's lap for my birthday (as was tradition.) I also remember being told that it is no big deal, you'll sit on her lap another time.
In other words, what I wanted, what I thought should have happened because of the social expectations in the class, didn't happen, and I was told that there was no reason to be upset.
Did I know the vocabulary then? Nope. Did I realize at that moment what was happening? Nope. Do I realize now how quickly I learned to surrender my ideas, desires, wishes, even needs, to those who were "in charge" of caring for me? Nope.
But now I do.
And as an adult, I can change.