Today’s #1000Speak post is supposed to be about bullying. And more specifically, compassion for bullies. Yes, you’re probably thinking bullies are the worst people on the planet and don’t deserve our compassion. I suppose in some cases that’s true. Consider however that some bullies don’t know any better. They weren’tContinue Reading
As I’ve been leading up to it for the past couple of weeks, I’ll point you again to my “Compassion is a Verb” piece – leading up to today’s overwhelming examples of human compassion on over 1000 blogger’s sites as part of the #1000Speak campaign started as a result ofContinue Reading
Disclosure: this post contains affiliate links. You might recall that last year, I “borrowed” a tradition from my friend Tamara Bowman at Tamara Like Camera, and answered a series of questions about my 2015. Well…I’m going to keep it going, and have even added a few questions on this year.Continue Reading
Given my frustration with the testing, I am sure you can imagine that the results were not as rosy as I would have liked. The diagnosis was Acquired Brain Injury (ABI). The accident must have caused a jostling of my head to the extent that I was experiencing after effectsContinue Reading
I’ve always had a tenuous relationship with my hair. From the time I was born until I was about two, it wasn’t much more than a reddish peach fuzz on my awkwardly shaped head (my eyes were a little too big for the rest of my head). As I grewContinue Reading
If you’ve followed my Grandmother Diaries, you’ve “met” my Gran. All my life (and most of hers), Gran’s younger sister Minerva lived a block away. I’m not quite sure how it happened…my Gran moved into the house she was in most the time I knew her after my Grandfather died.Continue Reading
If you’ve been following me for a while, then you’re probably aware of my girl crush on Tamara Bowman from Tamara Like Camera. She does a questionnaire at the end of the year, a review of what she has become. I’ve enjoyed this year of her blog especially – she’sContinue Reading
NaBloPoMo is almost over – two more posts after this one. I thought I’d take a moment to reflect on the new goals I’m setting coming out of it. Posting Posting every day is A LOT of work. As much as I enjoyed the challenge of writing every day, nearingContinue Reading
I’m still slowly working my way through her diaries. Today, I thought perhaps I’d just write about all the memories that the entries are inspiring. My Gran was a formidable woman. Despite her anxiety issues, she managed to raise two kids almost completely on her own. I remember her workingContinue Reading
I finally jumped into Pandora’s box. I pulled out a handful of Gran’s journals today. I’m starting with 1987 – as it seems to be the earliest I found. Just the first page brings back memories. It’s yellow, curled a little and smells faintly of cigarettes. She lists the timesContinue Reading
