Things are hard, and today I need to feel it.
Author: Viv@Grief Happens
Holiday Greetings to All
Hello Friends! I hope December is treating you well, and if yours is less than stellar or downright horrid, I hope you can carve out a bit of time to do something that brings you a bit of peace and joy. I have always found holidays to be too loud and bright and crowded and … Continue reading Holiday Greetings to All
Summer – Baseball, Boys, and Tension Headaches
Hey there! How's life treating you? I've had a bit of an itch to write here again, so let's get to it. I'm in my comfy bed after a beautiful evening at the Savannah Bananas baseball game with Piers and Wallace. First of all, if you like baseball, or even if you don't but enjoy … Continue reading Summer – Baseball, Boys, and Tension Headaches
Whoa, 2019 – Happy New Year!
Happy New Year! 2018 is in the archives. I hope you had moments that made you grin and that you're able to put the more challenging ones in perspective. As always, I'm working on this! A few nights ago, I fell asleep early as Gil and the kids were watching the final Lord of the … Continue reading Whoa, 2019 – Happy New Year!
Libraries and ADHD – A Love/Hate Relationship
Since I got another library notification about overdue books in my inbox this morning, AND because I want to revive this poor neglected blog, it seemed like a perfect time to pull this beauty from the archives.
Enjoy! Hope the holiday season is treating you well. Lots of love, friends.
I just lost it on the poor woman who answered the phone at our local library.
I’m not proud.
And truthfully, I didn’t exactly lose it, but as someone who loathes confrontation and prefers every interaction to be the harmonious variety, it felt that way.
I received a freaking collections letter FROM THE LIBRARY in my mailbox today.
I’m still trying to pop my eyeballs back into their sockets.
I always hear money-conscious people say, “Just use your local library! It’s more economical!”
That may be true for most people, and it’s a good tip for a voracious reader like me. Amazon One-Click is entirely too easy for my impulsive nature.
BUT… I make more *donations* to the local library than I care to admit because I exist IN THE NOW. I remember to return books when I drive by the library as my borrowed items rest happily…
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Gratitude Part 2 – Kickass Single Mom Emma Johnson
Happy Thanksgiving, friends! I suppose I should say Happy Belated Thanksgiving, but I've never been one to only celebrate on the day. We're still celebrating at our house and will continue on through the weekend. I hope those of you who celebrate enjoyed your time with your loved ones and had all the delicious foods … Continue reading Gratitude Part 2 – Kickass Single Mom Emma Johnson
Gratitude For Those Who Give Me Life on the Roughest Days – Part 1
I've been absent for some time now. That's not a giant shock to those of you who've read this blog regularly. Allow me to clarify. I haven't been writing much here for at least a year, but more than that I've cocooned, more emotionally than physically but particularly in this online space - a space … Continue reading Gratitude For Those Who Give Me Life on the Roughest Days – Part 1
I just hung up the phone with a friend and am struggling to make sense of the last hour. She talked. I listened. I'm not sure why, but she chose me to tell all the things. The unpretty. I wish I had sent her to voicemail, and for that I feel like the most ample … Continue reading Upretty Secrets
Will I Ever Be a Grown-up?
I assure you I am most definitely adult-worthy if we're referring to trips around the sun. Lately, though, I realize that I've lost some skills in the ten-plus year span of birthing and raising children. A lot has happened in ten years. Currently, I'm attempting to make sense of some seemingly basic stuff that I … Continue reading Will I Ever Be a Grown-up?
Hello! How About a Picture
Last night I wrote a long blog post. The words wouldn't come, which is fine - sometimes they don't. It was still long. It's hanging out in my drafts folder, but I don't feel like revisiting it this morning. Often, what we don't say is more telling than what we do. I'm here... On my … Continue reading Hello! How About a Picture