I’ll just go ahead and say it, because I know y’all are thinking it, too. Sometimes, I don’t want to hear about other people’s problems. Anybody’s. The world’s. The economy’s. Whoever. Whatever. It makes me tired. There. It’s out…for all of us. That doesn’t sound very nice, I know, but seriously. I just don’t haveContinue reading “It makes me tired.”
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Can’t Blame Myself
I’m the poster child for thinking of ways to blame myself when something “goes wrong” with my kids…if they acted irresponsibly, after they said something disrespectful, or best yet, when they got a mental health diagnosis. After the discovery of clinical OCD, general anxiety disorder, a math disorder, and ADHD in my daughter, I didContinue reading “Can’t Blame Myself”
Survival Mode
I am often inspired by posts made by my friends, and this one… what a thought! I think many of us are in this mode right now. We’ve been in survival mode. Keeping things running the best can, constantly trying to stay on top of tasks, always playing catch up, working to get enough rest,Continue reading “Survival Mode”
Overwhelm. Mighty. Juice.
This past week was overwhelming, to say the least, but we pushed through. God IS mighty, and after I stopped feeling all sad and ridiculous, remembered that He is indeed mightier than my “overwhelm”, and turned up the Prayer/Warrior/Praise Juice…it all came together. It sure takes strength to praise Him in the hard times, butContinue reading “Overwhelm. Mighty. Juice.”
Died…from a cat bite.
You can’t write this stuff, Y’all. Our cat had a seizure last night, and in my trying to make sure he wasn’t choking on something, he chomped my finger. I might die. It’s swelling and red and painful. It’s been nice knowing you all. Make up a better story to spread around town besides “sheContinue reading “Died…from a cat bite.”
Sorry I’m Late…
“Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to come.” Have y’all seen that? It’s how I’ve been feeling about TILTs and posting until I can get this week behind me. Whew! I bought myself this book to start next week, but I couldn’t wait. I’m about 15 pages in, and there are so many gems, IContinue reading “Sorry I’m Late…”
Counting The Minutes
I’m tired. Really tired. Are y’all? I never want to wish my life away at all, and I try not to want time to hurry up, but I’m ready for this break. There will be no girlbossing starting Friday. I anticipate only girlresting, girlreading, and of course, some girldrinking. I’ve got mimosa and spiked hotContinue reading “Counting The Minutes”
Like Pouring Gas On Anxiety
Anxiety is a bitch. If you’ve experienced it, you know it can be triggered by something big…or insignificant…or come on without warning and for no reason. You just feel freaking nervous…and anxious…and like something bad is about to happen…and you can’t breathe good…and there’s some weird fear thing happening…and you shake a little…. Ridiculous. Today,Continue reading “Like Pouring Gas On Anxiety”
Tourettes is hard.
My 13 year old, Brady, went in to the orthodontist’s office this morning with plenty of anxiety and a lot of tics. I did not go in with her, which is pretty routine, as she was just having a retainer seated. As a result of her anxiety, she walked into the office making some soundsContinue reading “Tourettes is hard.”
Amanda Herring, Writer 