Own your loss, and be open about it with other people. Help others understand what they need to do to help you cope.
Did you know that a lot of people are REALLY lousy communicators? No, it’s true! I’m sorry to break it to you. I, on the other hand have a superpower—hearing impairment. Continue reading “Hearing Impairment is my Superpower”
It’s one of those moments in life that just has to be cherished as-is, because you can’t really properly take a picture of it, or scoop it up and put it in your pocket.
I’m going to try a new way of writing for my blog. It’s a “stream of consciousness” with six word prompts. I will go to this website at least twice a week, get random words and then I will write for at least 5 minutes. If I’m feeling the “flow” of words I’ll keep going until I run out of words. I will publish just about anything as long as it’s not inappropriate! My rules, my blog, after all.
Let’s see what comes out. Don’t expect anything earth-shattering, here. Continue reading “Bottling Up Sparkly Snow”
I like wisdom, and I like to collect pieces of it. I try to collect them and string them together here in this blog, but I think it’s more like a jumbled mess of a jewelry box.
Another stream of consciousness exercise. Let’s see what comes out. Don’t expect anything earth-shattering, here. Six random words: enter brother pearl disintegration destiny great. Continue reading “Pearls of Wisdom? …or Hopeless Mess?”
I always breathe a sigh of relief on December 22, because I know in my mind that the days are aren’t getting shorter. The sun will return—the days get longer, and the temperature (eventually) gets warmer. Simply knowing that makes me feel better. Continue reading “Happy Winter Solstice!”
I stumbled across a movement called minimalism this week, and it has really struck a chord. In some ways I have always been a minimalist. However, it’s not an idea that I had formally considered, so I haven’t fully incorporated it into all areas of my life. I think it’s time, now.
Continue reading “Minimalism”
A story about family, friends, indoctrination, mentorship, pursuit of truth, humanism & atheism.
I grew up in the Churches of Christ. Here’s the story on how I grew up in Christ and then lost my faith in God. Compelling or not, it is what it is. It’s a long story, as voyages often are.
Continue reading “My Voyage to Atheism”
“Reveal the child and all your biases, because out of that, the truth comes.” –Adam Savage
The previous year I had purchased a beautiful leather-bound journal, and only wrote in it for two years. Here are excerpts from my journaling efforts this year. It’s not long after this that I officially adopted this online blog instead, preferring it’s flexibility in expressing my thoughts. Continue reading “2015 – Age 30”
In this year I had splurged and purchased a beautiful leather-bound journal. I wanted to fill it. Problem is, I tend to not stick with writing because I find it hard–it tires my hand out quickly and I can’t really say what I want to say. Writing is never linear for me, it’s a back and forth process. Here are excerpts from my journaling efforts this year. It’s not long after this that I officially adopted this online blogging habit. Continue reading “2014 – Age 29”
Let’s get married! This is a long post (again) but it shouldn’t take you any longer to sit through an actual ceremony. It’ll be fun! Let’s go.
It just so happens that the preacher sent us an email with the whole ceremony written out, which is really handy as I’m actually writing this post 5 years after the wedding. As I re-read it, I don’t remember it at all. I must have been so high on adrenaline, his words just flew by in a flash. Continue reading “Our Wedding Day (Part 3)”
(The featured image shows a little detail on my veil, jewels hanging from the tips.)
One thing I really liked about our wedding day is that everything was really well spaced out, so we had some alone time with just the husband and I, and also family time too. Nothing felt rushed (at least as much as a wedding day can be). Our photographers were practically wedding coordinators themselves, helping to craft the perfect wedding day. They had a knack for capturing some candid moments, which is precisely why we hired them. As a rule, I detest awkwardly posed wedding photos of people standing next to each other. What kind of story does that tell? A boring one. Continue reading “Our Wedding Day (Part 2)”