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I like Fall, really I do. The pretty leaves, the cool air.
I hate Fall too. It’s like the last mile before I hang. Awaiting hibernation. A kind of death of sorts.
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Time cannot dissolve the pain
The scars stay fixed and fibrous
Remodeled bone creaks again
Fear hangs in the air, forever timeless
Nothing can heal those wounds
You’re broken, no longer whole
Evermore changing, reckless moods
An empty receptacle of a beaten soul
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There is no greater love, no greater purpose than being a parent. Whether you actually conceive and give birth to a child, adopt, or otherwise find yourself being a parent, there is nothing more challenging or rewarding.
I miss when my babes were small enough to hold in my arms. When giving them a bath, smelling their hair, tickling their toes, and blowing raspberries on their tummies was a daily occurrence.
But when I see my daughter as the young woman who gives joy, helps people, and spreads kindness, I cannot stop myself from feeling proud. I helped make her the way she is.
Yes, my mother taught me well. People around me gave me clues. I read books and watched other parents. I made decisions based on all of this to mold my young lady into someone who can be a change agent. She has faced difficulties. She works hard. She nurtures relationships.
My darling, as you face the next big steps in your life like learning to drive and choosing a college/career, know that you will always be loved. You are my rock and my pillow. You are my guide and my follower. You are my child and my parent. YOU are my WORLD!
I’m what one would call obese and extremely unfit. I can’t fake that.
Doctor’s have told me to walk, make better food choices, portion control, I know all the right things to do. I swear.
Several weeks ago, I found a video on FB abut a new type of dance/exercise. I debated buying the program. Only $80! But I had no idea if I could do it. Maybe I would spend the money and it would sit on the shelf and go to waist (pun intended). So I search online and found a couple of 5 minute videos of the program. The point is to add them together in whatever way you want to make a work out program that you can do.
The moves were very easy and I could do 2-3 songs and not be in pain the way I was walking outside.
SO I did more searching. I found more, longer videos. 15, 30, 45 minutes.
Now I do up to 15 minutes in the morning before I shower just to warm up my muscles and get my blood moving. When I get home from work, I do 20-30 minutes. On the weekend I do it all together so I have a 40-60 minute walk in my living room.
Well, the scale tells me I have no lost weight.
Am I discouraged? A tiny bit.
My feet have shrunk. I’m thinking my circulation is better so they do not swell every day. I am more flexible, able to pull on socks without getting out of breath! And! the BIG AND! I lost a pant size!!!!!!!!
So it’s working… not in every way but in some ways. So out the window goes discouragement. and in comes a new ME!