Leaning up against our piano, across from my little white desk where I’m sitting right now, is an old steel-string guitar in a case that won’t snap shut anymore. I used to play it a little.I bought it when I was in my early 20s on a whim at Homestead Pickin’ Parlor, a quirky little music shop next door to where I worked for an adult literacy program in the basement of a used furniture store. My first “real job” out of college....more
It’s a slow rise. One that I am attentively attending to. I anticipated the hard fall. Although I did not anticipate the fall to be as hard as it was. I was prepared for the days that followed. A dear friend of mine loving referred to my journey after my father died as a Forced Rebirth; calling April 7th my Forced Rebirth Day. I’ve embraced that. I’m finding great comfort in it. And in my self-care, I am celebrating it. My life is so very different now....more
Their worth is in their suffering — and in the praise that is a byproduct of it.I smell bleach. It’s coming from the laundry room, which is right next to my bedroom, where I am, on my bed, propped up on five down-alternative pillows, writing this.I’m in my bed propped up on five down-alternative pillows tonight, because yesterday I was urinating blood. There is bleach in the wash because little kids get their socks really filthy playing outside, and the medication I’m taking turned my urine pumpkin orange....more
It's Saturday and with several days' fresh dusting of snowfall, I'll take whatever I can get to make use of my cross country skis that have been sorely neglected due to a mild Saskatchewan winter. Poor us, right? El Niño has snubbed us our usual winter wasteland. Perhaps it's my Nordic roots, my true Canadian love of the outdoors, or the quiet solitude sought by an introvert, but I do enjoy cross country skiing as my favorite winter pastime. ...more
If you asked me 4 years ago what I like to do for self-care, I would have said I don't do anything because I'm not selfish. So it's no surprise that taking care of me fell down on the priority list. So what changed for me? One simple quote, "When you respect yourself, you respect your body." A lightbulb went off....more
I have a few confessions for the New Year.
I haven't had my hair cut in well over a year, maybe more. I wear it slung up in a messy bun most days, and some days I don't even comb it. I am far overdue for a dental cleaning, and I need a routine visit with my doctor as well. Let's not even discuss the sad state of affairs of my weight, skin, fingernails, and feet.
I am married, have two children, and I’m still growing. Each day provides opportunities for education about my inner self, about relationships, and about life. Many of these lessons were learned when my youngest son, who has autism, was very little....more
A few months ago I posted a picture on Instagram with #selfcaresaturday in the description. That day I had taken a quick drive to Santa Monica for a facial. Then I walked right around the corner and had lunch by myself. Such a relaxing day. A day that had come after way too long....more