2017. Crushed it. Really and truly. Those of you who know me know I beat myself up at regular intervals. I raise self-flagellation to an art form. My friends tell me I'm too hard on myself. If there is no enemy within, the enemy outside can do me no harm. I like to think I have an… Continue reading 2017 in the Rear View Mirror
Villain, Victim, Victor: the three ways I can see myself in my quest for attention. As a victim I get consolation; as a villain, condemnation; and as a victor, congratulations. Which of those strokes I predominantly seek will dig ruts for the wheels of my life. Admittedly, this idea came to me when I was… Continue reading Your Attention, Please.
It's a new year. Do you feel brand new? Sparkly? Like the reset button has been pushed on your life? The tags are still on the new personality you're determined to create for yourself in 2014, right? Uh, hem... Some of you have already broken your resolutions. For my part, until yesterday I could say, "I haven't worked… Continue reading Telling Myself… It’s All Good
Heal my soul, for I have sinned against Thee. - Psalm 41:4b My memory in the months before I acquiesced to Jesus is hazy. I know I was desperate. I know circumstantially I had everything-- as far as the American Dream goes, anyway. Although I had married my prince charming, I was disappointed that I… Continue reading Heal My Soul – Testimony Part III
I didn't kill her, of course. I just moved my car into the spot as if she were invisible, which was hard to do because she was yelling her head off and waving her arms around like my own personal air marshal helping me park my plane. That stick shift came in handy when I… Continue reading No Thanks, I’ll Do This Myself – Testimony Part II
Actually there are several lessons taught by the strict and Spartan teacher, Losing. Our soccer game yesterday inspired this post, but I'm hoping that it will get us through this rebuilding season, ie, losing season. I try to be a cup-half-full thinker. Losing teaches: 1. I am a work in progress. No one is finished… Continue reading The Lesson Losing Teaches
The answer to your question, "What the hell is wrong with [me]?" is that I'm flawed, human. Thankfully that obvious and inescapable fact no longer plagues me as it once did. It used to be such a burden, trying to appear just so, to wear the masks of got-it-togetherness, brilliance, wit, savvy. I never felt… Continue reading To The Woman I Rear-Ended Today,