#lessons
I got dressed up with the intention of taking some awesome hospital glam photos in my GP’s office today, but… Sometimes, it’s just not going to happen.
I had to try on about 10+ different pieces of clothing before I could find an outfit that wasn’t just falling off me thanks to the 25lbs I’ve lost in the past 6 months. Getting dressed and undressed over and over with joints that don’t stay in their sockets, and low blood pressure…
You maybe can’t imagine how that leaves me feeling, but let’s just say it’s not glam. And that’s completely okay. A big lesson that has featured in my life these past few years is learning how to have flexible expectations of myself. How to let go of an idea that may not be possible given my physical limitations in that moment.
I’m still learning. It’s all about experience points and leveling up. There is no level cap in these lessons, just like anyone’s life, sick, disabled, or not.
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![Day 308 [Project 365]. Location: Studio1](https://64.media.tumblr.com/31bb3f9bb429f254b5e2138e4926a98a/tumblr_o3vw8kcQrs1tvk7clo1_1280.jpg "Day 308 [Project 365]. Location: Studio1")
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Do you ever wonder when a person enters your life what lesson they have to teach you?
Is what you are right now. Anything else that could, should , would or might have happened, is an exercise in intellectual debate.
For the latest issue of The Gentlewoman, I profiled Erin Brockovich and wrote about the allure of taking lessons and classes as an adult.
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Things Breastfeeding Taught Me
I wanted to share things breastfeeding has taught me. This isn’t technical breastfeeding stuff, but abstract concepts of things I’ve reflected on after the end of my breastfeeding journey. Breastfeeding has taught me the concept of having faith. There is no way to determine the amount of milk you have in your breast… no way Even if you pump, that still isn’t an indicator of all the milk you have…
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to thank my high school color guard and winter guard team, as well as the band as the staff of all three for all they have done for me. Entering high school was a really rough time for me, and throughout my four years there I faced a TON of bullshit. But both my teams, the band, AND the staff were there to support me and help me through everything. Yeah, there was definitely some drama, but in the end we all came out of it together and I could never be more thankful for that.
Thank you high school band class, for making me who I am today and teaching me so many lessons that I will need as I continue this adventure called life.
blind human walking
Lampshades exist to protect our eyes from the
Light that burns our souls when we
Lay in the sunshine, can we
Listen to waves until dawn
Liars are experts at the con
Love has brought my cerebral horror to
Little thoughts to my tongue and
Linguistically I’ve demolished that
Love that once felt like your vacation boat
Lined up at the dock, waiting patiently for a
Little voyage into endless…
Every minute turns into an hour
Every day into a week
Perspective, don’t turn sour
It’s the reward that I seek
Falling into a slumber
Seems like my only relief
From the day to day reality
Of shedding who I used to be
I’ve ached as my blood leeched
Moaned as my heart turned molten
Suffered as my trust was breeched
But this is a bona fide explosion
Emotions in corners I dare not visit
Multiple…
