life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"


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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Old Comfortable Friends

Broken crayons still color.....I knew this as a child!  Of course I would rather have the brand new, fresh crayons, pristinely standing in their box.

I saw pictures made with the broken crayons and they were beautiful, as good as if not better than the pictures created by the new ones. Still I would scheme and push to get to the front of the school line so I would have the new crayons, as if their sharp tips, fresh cover paper and unbroken length would make me a better artist/person. New crayons would somehow insure that I would be liked.

The broken crayons, my old comfortable friends, when I hold them in my hand,  their peeled papers and worn tips remind me of all the amazing colorful pages they have already created and they are ready to do it again.


"True Colors"  Phil Collins

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