Grief Brain
It appears that I still have something called Grief Brain.
…A few days before Christmas, I’d had it with my bangs. They were getting in my eyes and they had to go, but I knew that getting them cut by a pro was going to be impossible with shops shut down. So I decided to do it myself.
…Being kind to oneself, self-care is a journey. I find that while making changes at the start of a new year is a bit of a cliche it’s also a really logical time for it. I have a few in mind, but first, the news.
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I try to set goals for a new year. Sometimes I reach them, sometimes I don’t. But I want to get fit. Really, I do. I think about it every day.
…I’m Into Fitness – Fittin’ This Cookie in my MouthRead More »
I’m Into Fitness – Fittin’ This Cookie in my Mouth Read More »
I thought it was just our Mom’s bank and perhaps just the one small-town branch of it. Little did I know, the treatment of people who manage estate accounts is likely to be bad, no matter where you bank.
…*Updated* Estate Fate and How to Avoid It Read More »
Writing today’s post has been a struggle. As far as struggles go, it’s really nothing, but it’s real to me.
…The Art of Self-Control Read More »
Wherever you look this festive season my little glitter lickers, you’ll see cats being incorporated into the holidays. Where once a cat-lover dared not admit their allegiance in public, now it’s all about the fab tabby. We have truly arrived!
…Everyone’s looking for some comfort right now. Whether it’s the American election and its (bloody ridiculous) aftermath, the Coronavirus and subsequent restrictions and their impact on businesses and livelihoods – we all seem to be feeling extra stress right now.
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When I went to my Mom’s condo in early August for a visit from far-away relatives, I didn’t know how long I would be there. I had packed a bag a few times before, believing I would “know” when it was time to stay, and I did. It was clear. But I didn’t try to imagine when I would return home, because going home meant my Mom would be gone, and I wanted to put that off for as long as possible.
…Mom didn’t want me writing about the fact that she had cancer. “Wait ’til I’m gone”, she said.
…If you follow me on social media, you might be aware that this is a difficult time of my life.
…I used to want to be famous. When I was a lot younger, I thought fame was a sure path to acceptance, adoration and financial freedom. I believed that fame washed away insecurities and flaws, leaving behind a shiny, beloved creature without a care in the world. I assumed it was how you got happy.
…Come On Get Happy Read More »
Over the years, I’ve received loads of emails and messages from people who were grateful that I taught them about sepsis. They’d never heard of it and now know it exists. Maybe that knowledge could save a life. So, why is it that I can recite by heart the one negative email I got?
…Just before everything shut down for the pandemic, one of my hearing aids went on the fritz. It still worked, but it started emitting a loud, high-pitched whine whenever it felt like it. Imagine someone screaming in your left ear at random intervals. So, I stopped wearing it, obviously.
…A teenage girl who grew up in California dreamed of becoming a lawyer. Her family moved to the US when she was a toddler. She got excellent grades and anticipated going to university and then law school. She was prepared to work to pay for her education. After all, it’s the American Dream. And in America, you can be anything you want to be.
…The White Experience Read More »
Derek and I sing. A lot. Not that anybody asks us to. I sing more than he does but not necessarily better. We experience life in music. By that I mean, we turn everyday events into songs.
…Can I get a Happy Birthday for my Mom? We call her Ma, Moo, Matka & Mamasita. But you can call her Helen. Happy Birthday!!
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