Progress, Progress, Progress!

You guys, two really amazing things happened this weekend!

First off, yesterday, Diesel, Choo-choo, and I went to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving. I decided I wanted to try driving again, especially since my parents don’t live so far away that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. There was just one issue: Choo-choo was going to be in the car with us.

Many, many times have I sat in my therapist’s office in tears explaining to her my deep-seeded fears of driving while my son is in the car. I’ve had near panic attacks at the thought.

Progress, Progress, Progress!

But then I decided Continue reading “Progress, Progress, Progress!”

What dreams may come?

What do dreams mean? Do they mean anything at all?

What dreams may come?

Often, my dreams take place in one of two locations: my parents’ current house (where they have lived since I was 13) in mostly quiet, forest-like woods with a long, winding gravel/dirt driveway and my grandparents’ old house (currently my bio dad’s house). The house that belonged to my grandparents has two separate staircases to go upstairs, a dark, kinda creepy basement (to a child anyway), and Continue reading “What dreams may come?”

When anxiety rages but there is still music in your heart

 

Lately, my anxiety has been turning into anger/rage more than I care to admit.

But I’m admitting it because I think it is important to talk about this issue. Anxiety is so much more than simply feeling scared. It is an overwhelming, often all-consuming, sometimes paralyzing emotion. Anxiety can also manifest itself as anger and rage despite the fact that a lot of people still don’t either know or accept this.

When anxiety rages but there is still music in your heart Continue reading “When anxiety rages but there is still music in your heart”

Welcome Wednesday

This is a first for me. I am welcoming a guest today. She is someone very dear to me who has asked to remain anonymous. You will all know her as Enid Carolena, a small, strong woman who is devoted to God. Before now, Enid Carolena had been too afraid to put words to her struggles. I hope you give her the same grace you give me. Without further ado, here is Enid Carolena’s story: Continue reading “Welcome Wednesday”

The Women’s Retreat, Part 1

Something happened this past weekend. I had an experience like never before.

happy-womens-day-greeting-card_zJzBrcD__LLet me give you the backstory first.

A while ago, a dear relative (you know her as St. Brigid) invited me to join her at a women’s retreat, aptly named “Time to Breathe.” I agreed, of course. Mostly for her but also partly for me.

I had never been to a retreat or workshop before and wasn’t sure what to expect. Was I going to be nervous or feel uncomfortable? Were my fears going to get me, bringing out my shyness and anxiety? Was the day going to end (or start) with tears?

Finally, the Saturday of the retreat was here. Continue reading “The Women’s Retreat, Part 1”

Our unwanted “guest”

On a quiet, normal day, Diesel sits in the living room playing a game with Choo-choo before leaving for work. I go out to the mudroom to start a load of dirty clothes in the washing machine. I open the dryer and washer doors. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something small and brown. I think it’s a chipmunk or squirrel that got into the house and figure I will tell Diesel about it when I take the clean clothes into the living room.

Then it moves. Not only does it move, but it Continue reading “Our unwanted “guest””

Becoming the new old me

As I make my way through life right now, even with shyness and depression and fears galore, I feel like I am finally becoming me again. I have dreams I am working toward. I have goals I want to reach. I know where I’d like to be five years from now.

I honestly do feel just like a butterfly right now. I have emerged from Continue reading “Becoming the new old me”