One of my favourite Sunday morning things is to sit and daydream on the couch for an hour or so before I start my day. I’ve always done it, but now that I think about it, I realize that it has become a ritual that I’m nearly religious about! Two cups of coffee or tea, house coat, hair uncombed,… Continue reading Sunday Morning daydreaming
Category: Balance
A garden and a library
“And in the end it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. ” Abraham Lincoln Someday I am going to retire, and this quote speaks to why I’d like to retire sooner (rather than later). I like my job and I like being around the people I work… Continue reading A garden and a library
Monday, monday
I called in sick today and stayed home from work to fight off a cold that seems determined to settle in my ears. Don’t you just hate that? Ugh. Also, this morning I feel like I’m just starting to emerge from a solid week of broken days. I hung on during the week, but on Friday, Saturday & Sunday I could… Continue reading Monday, monday
A Broken Day and a Pretty Dress
I haven’t written anything about my experience with menopausal depression for awhile. I don’t want to be one of those people who complain endlessly about their health, so I try not to talk about it too much. But since I started with that first post, (if you want to follow along, look under “depression” in the drop-down categories)… Continue reading A Broken Day and a Pretty Dress
Turning Left
An amazing thing happened while walking Sammy this morning. I set out to walk our usual 5km route, which takes about an hour when you factor in the P-mail and canine message board checking along the way. It was a beautiful morning, not a cloud in the sky, not a breath of wind, and a… Continue reading Turning Left
All Better Yet? random thoughts related to recovery
Over the weekend I asked Kelly if I seemed “better” to him. By “better” I meant “all better”. He said yes, I seemed better but not “all better” from his perspective. He then asked me what my definition of being all better was. I immediately said that it meant being back the way I was before I… Continue reading All Better Yet? random thoughts related to recovery