Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Feeling oh so Good
BUT this week
has been completely different.
I am singing and dancing and I'll tell you all about the things I have planned about saving money so that I can spend it and the projects I have planned or am planning to do and how I'm going to get into shape and the things I'm going to do for my husband and the things I'm going to do for my kids and the things I'm going to do for myself and for the state of Idaho and for the United States and the things I'm going to do for the World, if only people would ask me...
Monday, May 9, 2011
Mothers Day
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Still Alive
Friday, November 5, 2010
Change
I write in my blog when I have something funny or exciting to write about. I don't write when I experience something sad or difficult; I'm afraid to. I like to keep my problems to myself- act like they're not there, pretending that everything is hunky-dory.
But life isn't that way is it?
We all have problems and though I write about those, you will never see them. I have read so many blogs where people tell it like it is and those are some of the blogs I like the most.
They are real. They are honest
So how brave am I and how honest or real should I make this blog? Is that even the tone I want for my blog? A sub-world that mirrors my own, but only includes those things that I want to share. How appealing! How hollow.
We have been unemployed since July and it has been, to say the least, stressful. It is hard looking for a job when you do not have one. I would much prefer looking for a new job while still working. In fact, I would highly recommend it, but this is how it is.
We knew coming to Wisconsin was the right think to do, but for a while I have been feeling the urge to "get going, it's time to move on." Clearly I now understand why.
And though things have not turned out the way we had hoped, I know the reason we were supposed to come to Wisconsin. Wisconsin is where Doctor H is. My moods were slowly getting worse and my pregnancy with Andrew made it all the harder. I needed help and I needed Doctor H. He even mentioned that I was one of his hardest patience to treat and Doctor H helps a lot of people. You wouldn't think that way out here in Wisconsin there would be a great psychiatrist, but WI has a great medical school and is only an hour away.
I wish you could meet Doctor H. He looks just the way you would think a psychiatrist should and even has the leather couch in his room like any good psychiatrist should. I can't tell you enough how much I appreciate that man! I don't know what I will do when we move. But I will be OK, because I am finally stable. I can finally be myself- the real self that was being suffocated by the heavy weight of everything else.
I am ready to move on because I am able. I'm a stronger person because of this and can cope when before I could not.
Dear Doctor H, you are free to help other people become people again. Thank you.
I'm breathing. I'm happy
We are ready to leave Wisconsin and our home ( and we hope before the food and money run out) but we are alright- though we spend too much time standing around the phone as if it were the drinking fountain, waiting for the one phone call telling us we have a job.
We are eager. We are hopeful.