Pretending

Pretending

Growing up, pretending was my go-to coping mechanism. I remember vividly being 12 years old and moving for the third time. The anger and hurt welled up inside me, but on the outside I pretended to be this happy go lucky girl. My “I don’t care”...

Obnoxiously Happy

I’m not sure if it’s a phase I’m going thru OR if this is really what happy feels like.  I wake up every morning grateful for each new day.  I’m excited to see what the day will bring. It’s amazing how when you are walking in fog that you...

Tender Loving Care for Me, my TLC ME Mission

I’ve realized that somewhere along the way I stopped “taking care of myself.”  I use to hate it when I heard that phrase. However, it’s really true.  I can’t help others, until I’ve investing time and energy helping myself. I...

The Extreme Days

It’s the days full of frustration, crazy laughter, or lots of tears that make a big impact on me.  It’s those moments when I’m laughing so hard that I’m crying, the thought pops into my head…I can’t wait to tell Dad about this joke....

Lessons Learned

After experiencing significant loss over the last 2 years, I learned that coping with the grief comes in many forms. 1.  I became more appreciative of certain things that although I might not be able to blow off my daily responsibilities to explore the world I can...

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