This week the budget is going to get tight, skinny jean tight. So I thought I would share how I make it through on weeks like this without pushing my bank account into the red or throwing my diet out the window for some cheap processed food. It is time to get smart. The first …
I am grateful for my depression. Grateful for the moments of joy that I feel in between the lows create by years of ugly mental paradigms, negative self-talk and off kilter brain chemistry. It makes me appreciate the friends new and old who have stuck by my side when my brain has been in a …
Some of my friends are posting daily on Facebook what they are most grateful for this year. Every day this month, they have posted things they are grateful for and each time I have read one of their posts a smile comes across my face. I love them, but haven't replicated them or create my own …
Last Wednesday, I turned thirty-seven. Birthdays are always full of mixed blessings. This year the scale tipped in my favor and there more happy moments than sad ones. Marking birthdays is always a dicey game. What have I accomplished in the last year? Finished my first book, Blood Child. Wrote at least three new short …
The beginning of the school year is always a frantic time though normally it slows down around mid-September. This year, I am still trying to get my barrings and the first quarter ends next week on my birthday.It doesn't help that I am in the middle of self-publishing my first book, Blood Child, or that …
I spend a lot of time talking to myself. Day in Day out. I tell myself stories. Sometimes they are good stories. Other times they are just ways to the time and I don’t mourn them when I lose them to memory. Lately, I have been telling a lot of stories and they have making …
When you say the word "Autism" it is easy to figure out who is in the know and who is thinking of the Rain Man. I think of my nephew and his bright face. Robbie is nearly eight and has mild autism. Early intervention and lots of love have made the difference between him being able to …
Loathing that which you inspire Is no way to thank the deities that made you mesmerizing and intoxicating Thoughts of you drive me insane and from the depth of that sorrowful longing Something lovely is birthed. A poem, a song or a dashing hero to save the day and break the heroine's heart. Happy endings are …
The original blog for today has been trashed. I was being whining and feeling sorry for myself. There are some very understandable reasons for my current melancholy and I am sure no one would fault me for being a little down. Nonetheless, the universe doesn't need any more complaints unleashed into the chaos that swirls …
My animals have all flatten themselves on the floors of the house as if to say that they give up. It wasn't an especially trying day for the terminally fuzzy day. Everyone made it up this morning and out the door. The morning walk even had time for a spot of tea.Then I came home …
Lucinda Rose 