Covid Series 2 of 2. First story here!
Stacey and I get home from Covid testing.
Tag: self-love
When one door is barred off…
I can’t go anywhere without my pillow, which, to be honest, can be replaced by one towel.
I sat there, in a looks-like-Voldemort’s-Ministry-of-Magic-Boardroom. The third story of a law office in our midwestern downtown. My cold, clammy hands clutched a legal agreement. I looked up from the papers to the outside.
but what does the paper say??? read on, valiant soul!Attack of the Teenage Quarantine
Jason and his wife came over for football. New friends, who live next door, love wine, AND can talk football with my wife? A PANDEMIC MIRACLE. So, we went all out….
(Covid Series 1 of 2. Second Story is HERE)
The Wednesday that wasn’t
I cozied into my found-on-the-curb-and-it’s-perfectly-fine-with-two-pillows-see? desk chair. ⅓ caff coffee on the candle warmer. Fairy lights twinkling in my Apple Knockers cider jug. My favorite daytime sweatpants, warm out of the dryer. It’s gonna be a great day.
that sounds lovely! I wonder what happens next? Read on!What happened to my new life: The grey days
Placing her hand on my heart.
Stacey: And you need time to see how amazing you are and love yourself, too.
God, thank you for putting Stacey in my life.
A crappy grey day in February, 8 years ago
Sitting at my dining room table, staring at my quiet phone.
The floor and trim, ebony. Walls, an impersonal white. One side, an equally ebony oversized Goodwill china cabinet, filled with my everyday dishes, glasses. My small kitchen sucks. The other wall, covered in preschool artwork. The table itself, awash with crayons, paper, glue. They went to Dad’s house in the middle of craft time. I’ll pick that up later, I said two days ago. An ass-cold day, throwing sleet on the window. The useless overhead light casting a smoke-stained glow.
Nobody likes you.
Say it ain’t so! How could that be? what’s going on with her?Hamster Series 1/2: Big Mamma Love for a Little Fur Ball
Wow. I’ve never seen her hold anything with so much care.
Me: You’re like a hamster-whisperer.
Barbara: LOL, Mom.
Hamster Series 1/2: Big Mamma Love for a Little Fur Ball Hamster Series 2/2: Welcome to the World’s Toughest Hamster
A Texted Conversation from the Humane Society
Barbara (My 11-year-old daughter): OMG Mom! Is that a hamster?
Me: Yep! What do you think? He just came in.
Barbara: He is super cute! And not like Herman.
Me: Do you mean because he’s a different color?
Barbara: Yes, and he’s so small.
Me: No, it’s just the black fur, he’s another Siberian hamster. We’ll still have to use the rat cage.
Barbara: LOL, OK 😀
loving this hammy? what will happen next? Read on!Engagement Series 3/3: Sponge Bathing, with love
Honestly, I just thought play meant sanitizing and rotating the kids’ toys. And you don’t care that I shave my toe knuckles or …
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
6 Months after Proposal, duffle bag on the floor
Me: I’m sorry. You know I love you, right?
Stacey (wiping tears): It doesn’t feel like it.
Allllright, what did Heidi do now? And what does that have to do with sponge baths? read on!Elvis Series 3/3: The end of the Dog-inning
What does a dog know about codependence? Apparently, a whole lot.
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
You CAN teach an old dog new tricks!
I was witnessing a miracle! Every step was a God-send.
Here’s how it went down:
Walking a bag of dirt is what it’s like walking elvis. Normally. Behold the miracle & read on!Elvis Series 2/3: The Fire Swamps
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
In My Bedroom
I paced in my bedroom. No other people were home. Just Elvis.
What should I do about him? What can I do? What am I going to do? It’s getting louder. I can’t handle it.
The pacing. The whining. The vomiting. The pooping outside his appointed area.
It’s been 5 days since his dog mom (my fiancee) – left. Elvis, her Italian Greyhound, is miserable. Therefore, I am miserable.
Yes, This could be the end for Heidi and elvis. but wait…hi, beautiful! How to confidently deal with Life’s Transitions
A story, a hug, and a storytelling invite generous and hardworking helpers can use to confidently navigate life’s transitions.
Don’t want to read the story? Skip to Your HUG and a Storytelling Prompt!
Does any of this sound familiar?
“I just feel like a part of me no longer fits with my life.”
“I’m grieving…everything (climate change, my kid graduating kindergarten, divorce, loss of a friend, the body I once had…)”
“I’m exhausted and can’t keep up with everything and everyone. Where will I find the time?”
“Is this it?” – a small voice inside of you
If so, you might be in – or close to – a time of change in your life. Take heart, beautiful, generous soul, you can learn to navigate them with grace and ease. Here’s an example of life’s transitions on my side of the fence
during times of transition, you can still flourish.
