Y’know in the movies, when there is that ominous sound? Well, in my mind, the cute little dog isn’t included…but I have often heard a sound rather like that as the calendar approaches March 29th. My body could feel the day coming. The March breezes don’t have quite the bite that February winds do. We …
Depression is a scary diagnosis when it happens to someone living in your house. When depression hits someone you love, it’s so hard to figure out how to be meaningfully supportive. It’s so much easier to support someone with a broken leg than with a heart that feels lifeless and heavy, isn’t it? In this …
I’ve been thinking a lot as we go into the new year about using the challenges of life as an opportunity to be creative, to grow, and learn, and make something even better than was before. Challenges can inspire creativity and options considered that wouldn’t have been otherwise been needed. This thinking started with a …
A few weeks ago, Husband’s finger lingered over the “send” button on a text. For a looong time, his finger hovered over the message. We had talked about it. We had together decided on a course of action with a family member. And now, he was doing his part of the implementation, and as we sat on …
This week, someone tried to scam us at the office. Twice on the same day. For several weeks of someone from another country asking to set up a series of appointments with us while here on an extended leave. Melanie’s spidey sense said something wasn’t quite right, though nothing she could specifically point to. The gentleman …
I was reminded recently that growing in emotional awareness is hard work. Speaking the truth that arises out of that awareness is a lot of hard work. It can be so automatic to act passively when we have learned through painful experiences (often as children) to do whatever we can to blend in. Going with the flow …
We don’t have a by-line for Jonathan Scrivens on the blog…he wrote this. He and I were talking one day and he spoke about the living agony of awaiting his child’s birth these days–the waiting, the unknown. So often, when people write, they write from the perspective of the ending…after it is over. They write …
Years and years ago, Mary and I began a friendship. When Former Husband and I moved to Winnipeg, she and her husband were the first family to invite us over to a meal in their home. Eventually, (small world) she and FH became co-workers…and we often got together as couples for double dates. He …
Today is the longest night of the year. The day with the least amount of sunlight. 25 years ago today, Husband married his first love. With a wink and a smile, he liked to tell people that he loved getting married on the day with the longest night. Car would generally blush, and giggle a …
It’s lonely to have an eating disorder. Or maybe, people have an eating disorder because they have a loneliness. Or maybe both. I remember the winter that First Husband was thinking he would leave…but had not yet left. I was in such turmoil, I would forget to eat. Sometimes, I was so worried about what …