I’m sorry, but we need to talk about suicide…

From Greece With Love

From Greece With Love

Earlier this week I found out someone who I had grown up with but had lost touch many years ago had taken his own life. Yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of an amazing human, someone who taught me more than they will ever know, taking their life. In the summer of 2015 I lost one of my dearest and best friends, in the same way, and she will never know that my life will never be the same without her.

This is a subject I have always planned to write about, because as many people who have followed my writing over the years will know, putting some words down and emptying the thoughts in my brain is a kind of personal therapy for me. But on this subject, I have always refrained as I know how deeply and how directly it affects so many of my loved ones.

However…

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Time Has Meaning

from Joyfully Stated

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Around the time I begin this draft, I’d be bout ready to go to work. I’d have my face and hair done and as I’d close my laptop, I’d say to my kids or my pets, “I hate this time of day.” I’d have panicky feelings about leaving. Then I’d have panicky feelings about driving. Then I’d get there and the panic would stop, cause focused.
Today is different because my hair is in one of those ponytails where only the part up to the band has been brushed smooth. I wear my Pusheen tee and sweats, no makeup.
Moo turned to me a few minutes ago and asked, “Are you happy you don’t hafta hate this time of day now?”
“Yes. Am happy, thanks.”
*eats pickle*

I plan to be pickle-eatin, tee-shirt wearin for several weeks, and then I’ll see what’s out there to focus on. I gave my two-week’s…

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San Bernardino School Shooting: How Do You Explain Murder to a Child?

It’s horrible that we and our children have to live like this.

Writing With Hope

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My daughter is brave, smart, and, I’ve been, told advanced. But could her little body manage a bullet fired by a gunman who bursts into her classroom with revenge on his mind, fueled by psychotic anger blinding him from all rationality? Parents in San Bernardino are asking themselves a similar question, as their city suffered yet another tragic shooting. This time at an elementary school, no less.

A special-education classroom at North Park Elementary on Monday received a surprise visit from a familiar man who regularly visited the school, where his wife taught. But on this day, he stormed in with a gun firing despite a room full of kids ranging from 1st graders to 4th graders. His wife died at the scene in the hail of bullets, and an 8-year-old boy who was critically wounded died later that day at a local hospital. A…

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2 Events That Absolutely Rocked My World

From Dream Big, Dream Often

Dream Big, Dream Often

Ten years ago I had 2 events that absolutely rocked my world.   One I have talked about frequently and one I have only mentioned a couple times.

On March 28, 2007 I noticed a small numb spot on the bottom of my right foot which would eventually lead to my MS diagnosis.  I cannot wrap my head around the fact that it has been 10 years; boy time flies when you’re having fun!  In that ten years I’ve changed a lot.  I went from a stable individual to a lost soul and back to a stable individual.  It was a roller coaster ride to say the least.

In that time I learned one important lesson: I’m a lot stronger than I thought.  I have said before that MS was and is the best thing that has happened to me and some have emailed me to tell me I’m crazy-a…

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