Tag: aging
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October Journal Challenge: Happiest Moment of the Day
One of my yoga teachers says things that happen have no traction if you don’t give them a story. Boys and girls, today was all about ‘things that happen’ and as much as I didn’t want to give them a story, some days, you need to succumb to the story… It all started yesterday. If…
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Day 5: Eight Days of Gratitude (Lion’s Gate Portal) – eleven things you have learned
Today’s task is to reflect on eleven things you have learned. Be it from formal education, life lessons, pearls of wisdom, on the job experience, or any other method or way of learning. There are so many things and ways one can learn. I found this an interesting and curious gratitude prompt. To be able…
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Welcome to my 51st Year!
Today, I turn (turned) 51. It is completely surreal, let me tell you. I remember 18. Heck, I remember turning 10. I remember many stops between 10 and now. For example, 30, we had moved into the house and I was alone. While there were family activities planned around the weekend, the actual day, I…
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Day 29: The future’s so bright!
Things that seem bright about your future! In 1986, a band called Timbuk 3 released a song called The Future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades. As far as I know, it was the their only hit. But what a hit it was, it is one of those phrases that has been adopted in to…
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Dear Gramma…
I miss you. Death is unfair and while I know you lived a long life, in my mind, it wasn’t long enough. The world had you for eighty years, I only had you for nineteen. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. I wasn’t ready to not have you in my world. I wasn’t ready. But…
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A Final Word: A reflection
Like a few things I’ve done in my life, the decision to write about fifty memories was a bit of a whimsical event. The idea came to me one day, a couple days before I needed to start, and I thought “Hey! I could do that.” Not, perhaps, fully understanding that fifty is a big…
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Memory #4: In a blink
Imagine for a moment that you woke up one morning with a simple crick in your neck… Nothing too bad, just like you slept wrong. Thinking it would work itself out, you head off to work and go about your day. By noon, your arm is numb, your hand is throbbing, and you’re beginning to…
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Memory #5: More than a diagnosis
I’d been asleep when the call came in. ‘Dr. H wanted to let you know he’s referred you through to see a neurologist as the MRI confirmed there are MS lesions on your brain.’ It took a minute for what I was hearing to register, so I asked her to repeat herself. The news didn’t…
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Memory #8: Becoming domesticated
When I was twelve, I sold my sewing machine to some missionaries who came to the garage sale we were having. It was a good little workhorse and I’d sewn many an item on it. Doll clothes – for my barbies and Cabbage patch dolls. Mostly made-up patterns because I couldn’t follow a pattern, I…
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Memory #16: One in one hundred thousand
Those closest to me might say I am a little strange. Or, they may say I am a little average, I’ve never thought to ask. But one thing they would say is I’m a little bit of a medical mix up. Having written about the surgeries before, I’ve talked about the first three fusions. Today,…
The Voices In My Head 