This meme has run across my socials multiple times in the last couple of weeks. In 1994, I thought I knew so much but the evidence was weak. Since then I've learned and unlearned so many things. When I learned that I had ADHD, I had to unlearn shame and guilt. I am forgetful, I … Continue reading 100 Words on Evidence
Monday, Change did not come. Tuesday, Change did not come. Wednesday, still no Change. Thursday, Change briefly stopped in. Friday, Change sundered in and flipped me the bird, which was totally unnecessary. I didn't doubt Change would come. It had been humanity's companion. Photo by Alexas Fotos on Pexels.com When I was born in Pennsylvania … Continue reading Change Our Constant Companion
2021 like its predecessor was a year that has left deep grooves in my memory. A year of hope and another year of loss, the last year is more of a blur than I like to admit. Everything has been whipped together in a blender of stress and I am over it. Aren't we all? … Continue reading A Year In Review (Kind of)
Hectic. I need a better word for hectic. But the word summons up my life these last two months. It was been one thing after another after time consuming other until I turn around and see that November is already here.
Ok is a foreign state of being. There is only doing what I need to do to get through the next minute, hour, day. I get by like this and the days have turned into weeks and months. Moments of happiness are mixed with every other emotion. Each breath, each dawn a victory or a stalemate.
New blogs and adventures are beginning after all, what is the fun in making the rational. Poe didn't reach greatness until he had experienced long periods of horrible sanity.
The knowledge that I have ADHD has transformed my life. Many of the things which I believed were faults were the effects of trying to adapt to a neurotypical world when there was no way to fit my triangle peg in to the octagon hole without glaring gaps. Those gaps are the things which cause … Continue reading 100 Words on ADHD
My doctor is not neurospicy. She has an ego that worries me. On the 6th of the month, I received an email saying that I need to talk to my doctor about getting a blood test due to high blood calcium level. On the 9th, I requested an appointment and by the 10th, I had … Continue reading 100 Words on my Doctor
When I first hear Homage to My Hips by Lucille Clifton, I felt like she was talking to me. My hips are big hips, they don't fit into little places and need room to move around. I was empowered that day and every time I've read it or heard it recited. In fact, the first … Continue reading 100 Words on my Curves
Yesterday, a kind librarian gifted me a book, Ramona Quimby ~ Age 8 by Beverly Cleary. One of my very favorite books when I was age 8. I remember reading this on the bus riding to elementary school. My mom had decided that since my big brother was no longer walking with me to school … Continue reading 100 Words on Ramona & the Bus
Came home early to a quiet house and two pooches wagging their tails, well one was. The second pup, my Luke, meandered in a few minutes after his legs stiff from a long hard nap. Ready for another one if I was game. The momentum of moment spent, I was game. These false summer days … Continue reading 100 Words After A Welcomed Nap
Can I call again? Of course. Sometimes when a friend calls they don't need advice. They need you to listen and reassure them that they aren't a bad person for setting boundaries. You listen and speak when called. You listen and don't insert yourself. You listen and when you expect that the process will begin … Continue reading 100 Words Talking To A Friend
There is no air-conditioning in my sanctum this evening. There hasn't been air-conditioning here for two weeks. While living in Florida as I did five years ago would have made this experience a new level of hell and I would have had to flee with Luke for a cooler desk upon which to procrastinate; in … Continue reading 100 Words Sitting in my Study
Everyday I have a simple goal. Write a hundred words a day. A hundred words closer to my next book/blog or article. For the last two weeks, I've been on break from the day job and I've virtually ignored my keyboard except for five hundred words that the muse demanded that I write. s Still, … Continue reading 100 Words on a Sunday Night
Everyday I wake up day with the hope that today will day that make another concrete step towards writing for a living. And somedays, I make that step. Other days, I fall into bed only having day dreamed about the stories I wanted to tell. Writing for a living or writing for my main paycheck … Continue reading Writing for a Living
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