Getting Ready to Get Ready….

Posted on September 6, 2018 by

I’m sorry that I haven’t posted in a while.  Between getting the new location ready, work and packing and organizing things for the move, I am just bone tired.  I know it will all be worth it, but I’m wore down to a nub.  🙂  My move date is the 14th, so this will be my last weekend to finish ALL of the packing.

I’ve got piles of mess everywhere, in preparation for the move.  I have looked for something that is already packed a few times.  So everything is pretty much in chaos.  Stressful for me to have my life so disorganized.

I’m not sleeping very well either.  My brain just won’t shut down.  I keep thinking about everything that still needs to be done!

I will get back to a regular posting schedule eventually, but it’s going to be a few weeks.  I will continue to peek in when I can, I miss you guys!

Thanks for joining me on this journey!  Penny ❤

 

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She Waits

Posted on August 30, 2018 by

*As a teen, Cheryl knew that if she could just lose those last 10 pounds, everything would be better.  People would like her more.  Men would be more attracted to her.  So, she waited to go out.  She waited to attend the parties and she waited to socialize.

*As a young woman, Cheryl held the precious piece of depression glass in her hands, turning it this way and that way; admiring the beauty of the hand-blown piece.  It was a treasure passed down from her grandmother.  She wanted to set it in the middle of the table.  It would make such a beautiful display!  But she decided that she should wait for a special day to display the treasure.  She carefully wrapped it up in its tissue paper and placed it back in the box she kept stored in the closet.

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10 “Harmless Things” You Say That Hurt Me: Mental Health Awareness

Posted on August 29, 2018 by

I’ve blogged on mental illness on occasion here. Please read Elizabeth’s enlightening piece below.

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I’m letting my heart spill out through my keyboard… metaphorically, of course, and I’m offering it all to you. Today, I’m going to talk about my mental health. This is something that I’ve worked to conceal for a long time, mostly because of the negative stigma attached to mental illness. I’m sharing for two main reasons; (1) to educate people, and (2) to show people like me that they are not alone.

For the record: I’m living with Bipolar Disorder and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder… In this post I’m sharing 10 “harmless things” that people have said to me that actually cause me a great deal of pain. I’m also sharing how they make me feel, and why, while giving you an inside look at my life.

So, these are the things I wish you wouldn’t say to me;

“You don’t look like you have a mental illness.”
More commonly stated as…

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Kaleidoscope

Posted on August 27, 2018 by

I’ll take your breath away as I enter the room. 

I don’t want to draw attention to myself.

I stand on my soapbox and preach my causes. 

I stick my head in the sand and ignore the pain of the chaos around me.

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You Can’t Make a Plan on “What If”

Posted on August 25, 2018 by

You can’t plan your life on “what if’s“.

This is the first time in my life that I’m looking out and planning my life for me.

If you are in a committed relationship, there are always compromises.  As it should be.  I get that.  But I have spent way too much of my life focusing on the what if’s.  I’ll give you some examples so that you understand what I mean.

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New House and The Move

Posted on August 24, 2018 by

Things are progressing on the house.  I’ve scheduled a moving company to move me. That will happen on the 14th of next month.  I think that’s gonna be a little cheaper than I thought (thank heavens).  I’ve been coordinating all the work that needs to be done before I move in.

The sellers had a dog and I don’t think they Ever cleaned up a pile of poop. Before I turn Rocket loose in the yard, I have to get that cleaned up.  My backyard is pretty big, so I hired a pooper scooper service.  Yes, in the big city there is such a thing! 🙂  That will happen next Tuesday.

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Perfect Stranger

Posted on August 23, 2018 by

You captivated

beguiled.

Swept away

passion

bliss.

Promises made.

Lies

easily told.

Awakened

to the

empty.

Searching for

the why.

Aching.

Agonized.

Bruised.

Seeing her

Answers

the question.

You were

the

Perfect

Stranger.

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