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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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Tickled it is Tuesday!

Mondays are their own kind of weird, which is why it is really great to be Tuesday.  It has been years since I was a  M thru F,  9 to 5-er and still, Mondays bring on a feeling of unreasonable panic. I cannot shake all of the years of harrowing dread of going back to work on Monday mornings. Getting 2 highly unorganized boys whose only true talent in life has been negotiating reasons why they should not have to go to school was followed by spending the better part of the day "stamping out the proverbial fires" that began over the weekend at my job.  Mondays were always truly traumatic! I loved the actual work I did and my family but the out and out drama of Monday mornings would do me in every time. To this day.....there is still a lingering irrational feeling of Monday dread, which is precisely why I am so tickled it is Tuesday!

"Monday Monday"  The Mammas and Papas

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