A little about me…

Join me on this journey!

Hi, everyone! I want to start things off by giving you all a sense of who I am. After being a housewife and stay-at-home mom, I have recently re-entered the world of writing. Though I started penning stories when I was a teenager, I’ve only recently found the courage to send my work out into the world to be read, loved, and published. (You can learn all about my writing adventures on Facebook at @lisakeiferwriter.)

I live with my husband Diesel and son Choo-choo. While I will strive to be as honest with you as I can, I have changed their names to protect their privacy. Choo-choo is a smart, silly, fun-loving, and sometimes temperamental 2 year old. Diesel has been the love of my life for the past 12 years, though he struggles to fully understand what it feels like to be me.

In this blog, I will share my ups and downs of life with depression, anxiety, OCD, and PTSD. I will open up about how these illnesses started and how far I have progressed.  I will also give you an insight into what life is like being a wife and mother in the land of mental issues.

(By the way, I find peace and serenity when I am out in nature, so I will share photos of beauty I have found in the natural world from time to time.)

I hope you will all join me on this journey!


Artistic endeavors

beautiful blonde woman painter

I have never considered myself an artist. While I love paintings, drawings, mosaics, and everything in between, I am much better suited to the written word. I have carried this belief with me since my school years, back when I noticed all my friends and classmates had learned how to create realistic scenes and I was still drawing stick figures. Continue reading “Artistic endeavors”

The state of this world

I’ve been avoiding talking about the events that have recently occurred in America. This is not because I don’t care. I care immensely about people, both in my country and around the world. So much so that I find myself in a catch-22, avoiding the news because it hurts too much to know what is happening yet unable and unwilling to turn a blind eye. Continue reading “The state of this world”

Out of the shadows

As Diesel, Choo-choo, and I were leaving our house headed to a car show Sunday morning, Diesel stopped the truck at the end of the driveway. I looked at him in surprise as he told me, “Go look by the porch.”

That’s it. Just “Go look by the porch,” but no reason for doing so.

With confusion dripping from my every pore, I unbuckled my seat belt, exited the truck, and walked to where he told me. There I found this:


Let me just say we have never, ever seen this plant in our yard before. We have peonies, black-eyed Susans, Queen Anne’s lace, and many others. Hydrangeas, however, have never been among the mix.

Or so we thought.

Apparently, after our corner tree was cut down by our town due to its rot and safety hazard possibility, enough light was able to stream through our thick forest of ferns for this gorgeous flower to bloom. Had the tree stayed, we never would have seen this blossom again.

Isn’t it funny how that happens? I mean, there we were hating the tree yet sad to see it go. It had taken years for that one day to come when it was chopped up, most of it pulverized into dust. And all that time, all those moments of us thinking maybe we wanted to hold on to a dying, rotting, pain in the butt, there was a beautiful life hiding in the shadows, unable to set itself free.

This speaks to me in so many ways right now. Of the messes I’ve tried to hold on to. Of being afraid to see what lie beneath the familiar darkness. Of the beauty and joy that can grow and blossom if allowed.

If any of you have been stuck hiding in the shadows, know that it’s okay to peek out into the light. It’s okay to let in as much light as you need. It might feel scary and intimidating and uncomfortable, but the life that follows will be so worth it. YOU are so worth it.

Good morning!

I have a morning to myself today, as Diesel and Choo-choo went off on their own for some daddy/son time. I thought perhaps I might get to sleep in, but with a noisy toddler and a body clock that knew it was wake-up time, that idea flew out the window.

While I can’t laze all day, chores and housework to do and all, it is nice to eat breakfast without having to say “eat your food” or “sit down before you fall” every other minute. Plus, I have the added bonus of knowing my son is having such a good time right now hanging out with his dad and also with Dodge, whom they were going to visit.

I am going to finish my first meal of the day then crank up my favorite music while burning off some calories during cleaning time. Hope you all enjoy the rest of your day!!

The battle over food

Lately, I have been fighting my emotional eating.

You see, every time Choo-choo acts up or throws a fit or even pushes me to tears, I want sweets. I want to stuff my face with anything that tastes like it will make me gain 50 pounds, which in fact already happened to me. Continue reading “The battle over food”

Morning moods

So, this morning I woke up to the sound of Choo-choo screaming my name. I run up there to find him stark naked, puddles of pee all over his sheet. His pee-soaked clothes and full diaper were on the floor.

Shocked doesn’t even begin to express my initial thoughts and feelings. Continue reading “Morning moods”

More meds, more problems

I have been working with my doctors and NP’s to figure out the correct medication and dosages in my battle with depression and anxiety.

A year after I started anti-depressants, I find I am still struggling with a lot of issues. I haven’t been all that happy with my psychiatrist since he  Continue reading “More meds, more problems”