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A story that involves awareness of and unlearning of my codependent behaviors.
Engagement Series 1/3: How Can I Love You? Engagement Series 2/3: The Return of the Ring Engagement Series 3/3: Sponge Bathing, with love
Me: I mean, yes. I’ll marry you. Someday. I love you. Truly, madly, deeply. You know.
Stacey (sheepishly): Yea, baby. I know.
Me: Can I see the ring?
will heidi put the ring on and (gasp!) become the ACCOMMODATING wife again? read on!Engagement Series 1/3: How Can I Love You? Engagement Series 2/3: The Return of the Ring Engagement Series 3/3: Sponge Bathing
Stacey walked down my narrow, dark, second-floor hallway. She has this rock-star swagger about her walk. When we walk, her Air Force service gives her the intuitive tools to lock-step together, which I find romantic. She held my morning coffee in her hand, which, of course, fully endeared her to me. Then, something unexpected happened.
She didn’t hand over the coffee and got down on one knee.
will heidi ever get her morning coffee? Read on!Elvis Series 1/3: 10 Things I hate about her dog . Elvis Series 2/3: The Fire Swamps. Elvis Series 3/3: The end of the Dog-inning
Me: Doesn’t it ever bother you that Elvis is always following you around?
Stacey: No, I think it’s kinda cute.
Me: But, don’t you ever want a break from him?
Stacey: Why would I ever need a break from this handsome man?
I stared over to a long nose attached to a tiny black head. Brown-black eyes stared back at me intensely. I couldn’t see any other part of Elvis; he was hidden behind Stacey’s knee.
why is Heidi so sassy about ELVIS? What’s the deal? Read on!I stood with sinking legs, at the threshold of my ex’s new house. Inside was silent and cave-dark against the light from the doorway. His large figure, daunting, challenging, between me and the sun.
I wanted a hoodie. I needed a bathroom. I desperately wanted to compliment him. My kids, 6 and 7, were still inside, looking for guidance. My tongue was stuck; lead feet ensued.
Geeeeeze, people, stop getting ahead of yourselves! This is not a story about violence. But when my ex gets angry, it’s like his eyes sink into his head and turn all black – like the black-oil people who get infected with the alien virus in X-Files. Get what I’m sayin?
Pre-divorce, my immediate response to his anger was either:
What do you do when you’re scared? read on and respond at the end!It was quiet as a library. The room was spacious with a low ceiling. It was all wood- smelling. More like a forest than a yoga studio – except for one window wall. It ushered in the only light. The light of dusk on a heavy, cloudy day that was never awake enough to wash the sleep out of its eyes.
I live so many of those days with my toddlers, in velour tracksuits with an unbrushed ponytail. If I hadn’t had 2 cups of coffee after dinner, it would also be lights-out for me.
Did Heidi fall asleep or break out the dumbbells in yoga class? continue reading!Woke. Woken. Aware. Self-Aware. Alive.
Hello, beautiful soul. Tired of the buzzwords? Feeling pressured to “wake up” to (everything going on) in America? Should I add “pivoting” to the list? Yea, I feel you. Honestly, I’m grateful for America burning. I know that, in the richness of the ashes, we will find the nutrients we need to germinate a new nation.
“Is this a blog about current events? Why is this woman so positive? Maybe she’s repressing her bad feelings. She totally needs a therapist,” you might say through slitted eyelids.
did heidi lose it in the middle of the pandemic?
