Moonshadow Kash took a break from his training to pose for some photos for us…
He is loved and clearly enjoying his life. Thank you, Ellen, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY KASH!
We have one more update — from Bright Star McCovey — but his humans have been sick and so I told them to take their time. I know what it is like to try and run life with too few Little Soldiers, and a birthday update should be fun — not a burden.
Happy Friday to you and yours!
I know I am not the only one whose Little Soldiers have been forced to keep moving even though they really need to crumple in small, sobbing heaps and catch their breath. Sometimes we simply must march on.
As some know, my life has taken some unwanted and unexpected turns, as Life is wont to do. The Husband continues to receive excellent treatment/care in Utah and has been evaluated by a national expert in brain issues — he will be followed in the future by that specialist, unless the aforementioned brain/mind issues cause him (The Husband) to make more unfortunate choices and refuse to cooperate.
Yes, it has been tough — complicated and messy and hard in ways I never imagined my life would proceed. How should one feel about spousal betrayal when the actions may well be related to glitches in the mind/brain? How should one react to information that a woman experiencing homelessness — but likely not brain glitches — has used my house and my husband as a crash pad?
I share that info as context but the main point of this post is about what helps. And I share because I know that while your life may not have blown up in such a spectacular way, being human is hard.
So what does help?
It helps when people understand that I do not have capacity. People in the Dark Place just do not have much to give most of the time.
It helps when people — understanding that lack of capacity — do not just give up and go away when they do not hear a response through the walls of the Dark Place, which are very, very thick sometimes.
I received truffles. Valentine chocolates in Berner boxes. An origami beaded crane, representing healing. Sage for cleansing…
Do you know how much those kinds of things mean when you are in the Darkest of Dark Places? I will remember to pay it forward when my turn in the Dark Place is over.
Others have sent emails and notes — not asking for anything but just to let me know that I am not alone.
When someone is hiding out — trying not to move lest the rest of them bleed out — gentle, undemanding, and persistent presence is so wonderful. Those who do not expect anything in return — thank you.
I have taken inventory of everything that has helped me in the past when I have had rough patches. This is a great strategy — if it worked before, it can work again.
Notes from my Perfect Sister.
At the same time, when we need to force broken-hearted Little Soldiers to keep marching, we cannot add more to their plates (there I am, mixing my metaphors again!). And so to do all the self-care things I need plus my job — and just to stay upright — I have had to dial way back on other things.
Truthfully, when you are in that terrible Dark Place, there isn’t much space to do anything but cry and so dialing back is easy — the hard part is not making it worse by feeling guilty for all that is undone.
Undone is okay. In fact, it is necessary. Think of undone — without guilt — as one form of self-care.
Exercise. I know from my past that exercise matters and once again, it is proving crucial. I have a Peloton bike and they should hire me as a spokesperson because I seriously cannot say enough about what that has meant to me over the past months.
The view from the Peloton bike.
I walk dogs. I do strength work, core work, etc. My Inside Self is messy but my Outside Self is in darn good shape!
I process with trusted people. I journal. I make goals so that I can keep some hope alive. I play Zoom cards with my family. I go tracking with Suzanne. I say no to more things than I say yes. I stay focused on TODAY — this minute.
All of that helps. I am intentional about being okay — that is why I am okay.
And I have been taking back the place where the Violation occurred — the walk-out basement. Apparently, the cats kept the poor allergic woman downstairs. Well-played, Cats!
#teammary-ann
I call it the Cleansing Project.
Who knew I was so darn handy?!
Well, yes — messy and pretty novice at all this…
Note to Self: Don’t lean on the wet countertop.
But still — redoing a countertop?! Furniture assembly?!
Okay, yes — there was some blood involved but I DID IT! And not just a couch…
The Guest Suite has new EVERYTHING.
Painting and cleaning and decorating.
Taking back my private spaces that were violated by betrayal and turning them into a place of love and welcome — because when all is said and done, that is how I roll.
These two have grown up together…
Both are TEN! That is Kai with Heidi Heidi (she is a Junior ;) from the H Moon Litter. Thank you, John, for sending that photo — I just love being part of families through these dogs.
And here is a photo that not many of us can ever imagine taking…
My reaction to the photo: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I LOVE moose and I love that puppy (Suki from the Bright Stars) and I just love that the photo was shared with me. THANK YOU.
Suki wasn’t even barking at her new friend! She must take after her father because I assure you, Claire would have been on the window ledge barking out all manner of dire threats to said moose, and all of said moose’s relatives, friends, acquaintances, and so on. You get the idea.
Suki, clearly more of a kindly and welcoming kind of girl, appears to be saying: “Hello, Strange Looking New Friend. Please — do enjoy our bush during your visit.”
#belikesuki
And just to let you know that my love of moose is not hyperbole — and to also note the Universe has a great sense of timing — these just arrived and are going on the drawers and doors in the guest suite bathroom…
