Tag: Suffering

Surgical Plans

JJ drove me to the hand surgeon today. It was actually a consultation, not the surgery. EJ had been sick when he called to set up the appointment with the surgeon so I think he misunderstood. Sickness can sort of make the brain a… Continue Reading “Surgical Plans”

Low Day

This afternoon my best friend called me to tell me that she and her husband had bought me an Amazon gift card to cheer me. She knows I love Amazon gift cards. While we talked my friend asked me questions such as if I… Continue Reading “Low Day”

Blissful Ignorance

At the same time I am both eager and dreading the surgery on Tuesday. I am eager because my bones can really begin to heal once the pin is in, and I have hope that the pain will lessen. I dread it because I… Continue Reading “Blissful Ignorance”

The Bathroom Blessing

My friend and I have been studying Hebrew together for a number of years. We had to stop when JJ was diagnosed  with cancer a few years ago and we are just now getting back into it. After the long delay, we are doing… Continue Reading “The Bathroom Blessing”

The Week So Far

The week is slowly passing. My fractured left arm feels as lifeless and useless as a block of wood–only unlike wood, the smallest movement is excruciatingly painful. My hand feels swollen and my fingers sticking out of the bandages look like fat sausages. I… Continue Reading “The Week So Far”

Oh, Danny Boy!

I have to take Danny to the vet later this afternoon. Late last winter, we had several weeks of alternating warm and cold days so that the snow melted and froze, making our driveway very ice. Danny started limping badly so we think he… Continue Reading “Oh, Danny Boy!”

We’re All Just Stories in the End…

“I’ll be a story in your head. That’s okay. We’re all stories in the end.”  (Doctor Who) Two weeks ago we had a sweltering heat wave. Last week temps dropped into the 30s at night and barely reached into the 60s during the day.… Continue Reading “We’re All Just Stories in the End…”

Voices of the Victims

I am such a horrible, terrible person! I am bowing my head in absolute shame. Yesterday afternoon I went out to the coop to gather eggs. The ducks met me, quacking loudly in complaint. That’s when I noticed that I had forgotten to feed… Continue Reading “Voices of the Victims”

Chauffeuring

The suburban needed some work done on it so we dropped it off at the repair shop last night after EJ had eaten a quick supper. The repairs are going to cost a lot (ouch), but thankfully we have just enough money to pay… Continue Reading “Chauffeuring”

Let Our Joy Last

JJ started his new job as a park ranger yesterday. Before he left home, he was both excited and nervous. I told him that he would do fine…and, of course, he did. He told us later that he loves the job. He said that… Continue Reading “Let Our Joy Last”

The Matrix

The view out our window constantly changes and is always beautiful. I always feel as if the windows frame a living painting. Yesterday morning there was a wisp of morning fog circling the hills. It was awesome. The chickens always lay their eggs in… Continue Reading “The Matrix”

Illogical Inconsistencies

This post is kind of for myself because writing helps me to think through and process stuff that happens to me. But it’s also for those who also struggle with the same sort of things. This post is quite long (sorry). It is about… Continue Reading “Illogical Inconsistencies”

Dishonorable Daughter

So, this has been a difficult week and I struggled with PTSD symptoms. Soldiers, abuse victims, cancer patients and their caretakers, and many other people can suffer from PTSD. Our nephew who was in Iraq and suffers from PTSD says that PTSD is merely… Continue Reading “Dishonorable Daughter”

But I Found None

I’m having a rough week. I’ve been having panic/anxiety attacks. I hate them because they make me feel battered and messy and weak.  I used to feel strong and able to handle difficult situations. I don’t feel that way any more. Sometimes I wonder… Continue Reading “But I Found None”

Sticks & Stones

After I wrote my last post about minimizing abuse, I got to thinking a lot of thoughts. I will try to put them into somewhat coherent words although it won’t be easy because they are sometimes more intuitive and abstract than concrete, and sometimes… Continue Reading “Sticks & Stones”