Cry

I allowed myself to feel sad. It was the only gift of love I could give myself. And I cried, maybe 3 or 4 times when I felt like I needed to cry. Sometimes they were just tears, other times sobs. But it was all okay. I allowed myself the freedom and time to feel. … More Cry

Desiderata

Today, I felt compelled to post this poem by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945) because I always come back to it when I am struggling with understanding life as a whole. I’ve put the parts that really speak to me in bold. Enjoy! Visit Desiderata (Latin: desired things) for more info on the poem itself. Go placidly amid … More Desiderata

Uncertainty

Dorothy: I just have to take it one day at a time. Rose: Of course you do! If you take them two at a time, you’d be constantly changing your underwear. (Quote from an episode of The Golden Girls where Dorothy seeks treatment for a gambling problem) I would like to consider myself a faithful 12 stepper, but … More Uncertainty