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.
Continue reading “When anxiety rages but there is still music in your heart”
Something happened this past weekend. I had an experience like never before.
Let 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”
Choo-choo has been saying a lot of things in sing-song lately. The other night it was: 🎶 “I want to ea-eat din-ner.”🎶 And today:🎶 “Why are we going down the stairs?”🎶 Continue reading “Singing through it all”
There is a song I haven’t listened to in years. It’s called “One Sweet Day” and was performed by Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men. If you are unfamiliar with the song, it is about having lost loved ones and finding comfort in knowing you will see them again in Heaven. It is sweet and moving and, during the right moods, utterly depressing.
I had a best friend when I was in my pre-teen years who was the daughter of my mom’s friend. My friend I will call Gidget and I spent entire summers at each other’s houses, mostly with me at hers while my parents worked. Continue reading “Overwhelmed by memories of the past”
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. Continue reading “Good morning!”
Music has always felt very personal to me. I am one of those people who uses music to match my mood or even alter it. When happy, I can listen Continue reading “The music of my life”