Sunday, November 19, 2017
The First Time
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
8 years
8 years
It went by fast, huh?
When we got married, I wondered what this would be like. The fun stuff seemed easy. But what about the other stuff? How do vows translate into overcoming difficulty, surviving the unthinkable and still coming up for air with something that looks like a marriage?
We don't get to know how things turn out or what challenges will come our way. In the last year my husband and I have suffered the devastating loss of three close family members and a miscarriage. We spent months with broken hearts, picking each other up when one of us had strength and the other needed to borrow it. It wasn't all pretty or perfect. It was messy. And difficult. I remember moments looking at my husband through my tears and thinking, "do you still love me now?" And again later, "how about now?" Not questions to be satisfied with words but with actions. And he showed up every single time.
Here's what vows look like in the dark moments:
"I love you more than this hard moment"
"I love you enough to get to the other side together"
"I love you enough to remember all the good when your heart is so broken you can't"
"I love you enough to hold the hard things for you"
"I love you enough to be strong for you"
"I love you enough to let you cry and not feel ashamed about it"
I didn't need this year of heartache. I didn't need the constant reminder of how fragile life is. But I'm grateful for the chance to know, without question, that I've chosen someone who shows up for the easy stuff and shows up even bigger for the hard stuff.
I'm not wondering about the next 20 years, or the next 8, or the next year. I have this moment and this person, and I'm so grateful.
Friday, May 19, 2017
The Things I Can't Say
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
For 21 days
Monday, April 10, 2017
Like a Girl
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Holding my mistakes
Sunday, February 5, 2017
On loss and being IN sadness.
Saturday, February 4, 2017
"Watch Where You're Being"
Saturday, January 14, 2017
15 things
My eyes dart quickly around the space. I absent-mindedly touch my face. I focus on my breathing but the breaths come and go and they are quick and shallow. My mind jumps from my work email, to my dentist appointment, to Christmas, to the girl on the bus I made fun of in seventh grade, to the abrupt end to a phone call with a friend this week. My shoulders tense and my hands get clammy.
I know I am experiencing the symptoms of anxiety. I know that no one around me knows this is happening to me. I can spend time rationalizing every worry that jumps through my mind but I know I can't keep up and I know they will keep jumping up provoking a physical reaction in me and begging for undue attention.
This happens to me on a regular basis. I'm guessing this happens to a lot of people. I have a lot of strategies that I can use proactively to prevent the frequency and severity of these experiences. I don't consume caffeine as it triggers and magnifies my anxious feelings. I exercise regularly because it helps me work off the jittery feelings and clears my mind. I meditate regularly because it calms me and strengthens the connection between my mind and body. I pay attention to my breathing and remind myself that feelings come and go.
But when the wave of irrational panic sets in, it's too late. I can go for a walk, I can breath thru it, I can talk to someone I trust. Sometimes these things work and sometimes they don't. And I don't know how long it will last or how bad it will get.
I found this grounding exercise from Mommy Chat:
In the moment of experiencing anxiety, identify:
5 things you can see
4 things you can touch
3 things you can hear
2 things you can smell
1 thing you can taste
I'm trying this and it's working.
It's quick. It reconnects my mind and body. I can do this grounding exercise without drawing attention to what is happening to me - physically, mentally, or emotionally.
Maybe you can relate to the feelings of anxiety or maybe you're one of the lucky ones.
This can also work when you're stressed, when you're disoriented, or when you can't stay focused on the moment.
And if it's not a strategy you need, it may be worth sharing with a friend. Anxiety can be silent but it can also be crippling.
Monday, January 9, 2017
Stop, drop, and roll
As a kid I really thought this was going to be a thing. A strategy I needed to make it through life. As if it were going to be a day-to-day skill I would use like brushing my teeth.
It turns out in my 35 years, I've never had to stop, drop, and roll. Not once. Though after a few cocktails, this might be one way to describe my less than stellar dance moves!
But seriously, I've never caught fire and needed to react quickly with the well-rehearsed procedure of stopping, dropping, and rolling. But I have had to apply the concept in other ways.
Throughout life we develop and refine a variety of response strategies for handling unfamiliar or stressful situations. This is a more sophisticated range than merely fight or flight. We learn to distinguish between situations in which we have time to make a decision and situations in which we need to respond immediately.
Stop, drop, and roll is a metaphoric strategy we use when we have to act fast.
It helps us to recognize immediate danger and to respond quickly for our own good. With this response strategy, we are able to prioritize our safety. There are times we have to act quickly to extinguish a situation that could rapidly spread and cause more damage.
It may not be as often as implied in elementary school but every now and then you might need to pause, assume a safe position, and extinguish a threat. For your own wellbeing.
Saturday, January 7, 2017
You will be alright
Thursday, January 5, 2017
"Can you feel me hugging you?"
Wednesday, January 4, 2017
A good place to start
Another friend, who deeply understands why I needed to make this shift in my life has since sent me pictures of her adventures, inspiring quotes that made her think of me, thoughtful messages - the kinds of personal interactions I was craving. She also sent me a link to the most fabulous set of questions for self-reflection. Questions which I could respond to with pages and pages of thoughts and reflections - many of which would include an overlap with the reasons I left Facebook.
http://liveboldandbloom.com/12/self-improvement/deep-questions-to-ask
I encourage you to spend some time on these questions. Maybe one a day.
Today I pick #60: How am I holding back love for myself?
I picked the one because I know the answer but it's a hard question to reflect on and a hard thing to change.
I know I have a lot of exploring and reflecting to do. And right now, I have lots of time to do it. This list seems like a good place to start.
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Go slow
Sunday, January 1, 2017
"There's room for all of us."
A few months back, while bike riding with my family I veered left to pull up next to my husband. Unintentionally, I cut off a young black man just behind me. I immediately said "oh, I'm so sorry!!" He went around and said "no worries, there's room for all of us."
My husband assured me that he was genuinely recognizing and displaying understanding of my honest mistake. But what he said ran thru my head no fewer than a hundred times thru the duration of our ride.
"There's room for all of us."
I feel sad, worried, and angry about the ongoing presence and power of prejudice in our country, specifically in regards to the many devastating acts of racism in 2016.
Maybe we need the reminder that there is indeed room for all of us.
If this year has taught me anything, it's this: I can't just agree that there's room for all of us and remain comfy in my own space, I need to be aware. Of others. Of my presence. Of my biases. Of opportunities to stand up for the rights of others. This is not about defending my space but rather recognizing where others deserve space and it is being denied. Explicitly and implicitly.
In a few short weeks, a man who has outwardly expresses his superiority over others will become our president. In the next four years, we will be subject to his bigotry and crass expression of his prejudice ideals. We will suffer the impact of his decisions and his far too widely accepted discriminating views.
But we won't take this sitting down. We'll stand together. We'll stand for each other. There's going to be days that hurt. Moments that are difficult as we fight for rights, equality, and equity. But we will fight. We will defend the notion that all races, genders, identities, and classes belong here. Because, well, there's room for all of us.
Too much and nothing at all.
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