When I was little, I had set parameters for how far I was allowed to go in my neighborhood unsupervised. Of course, "unsupervised" is a loose term here, because there were always people sitting on their front porches in our small town, but the point is that my parents were not expected to constantly hover over me. And that was great for me, because sometimes I wanted to get in some swing time and my parents didn't have to take me to the local park. ...more
A horsewoman told me that, at sixty-three, she was the proud owner of her very first horse trailer. I let out a congratulatory yell and I’ve been smiling all day. Trailers add a layer of independence to the freedom we feel with horses....more
When are you going to meet a nice boy and get married?Ya know what, aunts and grandmothers of the world? I did find a nice boy and we were going to get married. My Pinterest board was stacked with gowns, some of which I actually tried on. We had a killer wedding party lined up and a location all picked out. We looked at houses and discussed school districts and baby names. We daydreamed about our future together and all the wonderfully romantic things our life would have in store.It was going to be great. ...more
I remember growing up, I was always doing something. I know that most of this is because there weren't as many technology distractions but I was always doing SOMETHING. I started riding horses at a young age (And miss it like crazy. One day I WILL own my own horse), played soccer and softball and tried to force my way into the street football games with my brother and all our friends. There were times I would go from the barn to the soccer field or from the soccer field directly to a softball game. And I loved every second....more
i am not even sure i want to write about this. it tough to write about and to get it down on paper. but this blog is about this trials and tribulations, successes and achievements that come with living through epilepsy. so, here we go... i don't struggle often. i am forever grateful for this. i do struggle with others lack of basic consideration. i do struggle with others seeing me and thinking that because on the outside everything looks "fine", then all must be well. i struggle when others are assholes.
I keep seeing things pop up on social media about how to make sure your child is independent and, after a great deal of thought on the subject, I realize that I don't really want my children to be independent....more
I was calmly holding it together in the psychologist’s office until he asked, “Are you lonely?” Involuntarily, tears started pouring down my face and I stammered that yes, yes, I was lonely. I made the appointment to talk about how I screwed up every relationship I’d been in, but this revelation was unexpected. I did not return to find out how to fix it....more