When I was eight or so, I would swing around a medium-sized tree in our backyard. The braided rope was tied around the center of a small log, attached to a large limb. The rope would bite into my fingers as I swung around the base of the tree. I would climb ‘onboard’, wrap the
Tag: self-care
This weekend my children spent the entire weekend with their grandparents and my lovely spouse had to work. With the exception of dinner, I was free to do whatever I wanted to do. Sweet Freedom! Do I nap before reading trash fiction or read before I nap? Or do I let the considerably smaller
When I was younger I rarely got sick. Hardly needed to take any sick days. Didn’t worry about picking up whatever the latest bug was going through the office. Now, forget about it. I feel like I’m basically always sick with something. This past fall I had a cold that seemed to last forever and
I’m having a rough day today. I’m in a funk and I wasn’t sure I could pinpoint the reason. But if I’m being honest with myself I think it’s because I miss my daughter. I should be welcoming these hours I get today (and, most of the time, do) that I’m not with her because
I feel like I’ve been getting some strong signals lately that I need to do a better job at self-care. To be honest, I really suck at it and to be even more honest, I don’t even know how to take care of myself. I never learned healthy coping strategies growing up, not faulting my
