Bariatric Surgery, Depression, Fibromyalgia, Weight loss

The Juggling Act

“Oh the weather outside is frightful…” and it certainly is! mid-March and I’m staring out the window at a blur of white as far as my eyes can see! But, my heart is NOT singing “let it snow, let it snow, let it snow”! I’m more of the the “winter you had your chance and blew it – move along now!” mind set. Frankly, that’s not even true. Honestly, I’m more of a “winter if I never, ever have to see you as long as I live, except in other people’s pictures, I’d  be perfectly happy” kind of person! So, no, I’m not one of those disgustingly cheerful people on Facebook today posting “yippee, snow” pictures and taking their kids and grandkids out to play in the piles of frigid fluff. I’ll just sit here at my computer with my cup of tea, my blanket and my Morkie, groaning mournfully each time I look out the window and dream of Spring! (more…)

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Depression, Devotional, Faith, Uncategorized, Weight loss

The Queen, The Dress and The King of Kings

I have declared myself the unofficial Queen of Thrift Shopping! I have always been a thrifty shopper, whether it be for groceries, household goods or clothing. I’ve come to enjoy shopping that way, considering it a challenge to find the best deal possible for the best quality possible. Over the years I’ve developed a pretty good instinct and eye and …

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Depression, Devotional, Faith

The Blanket

© Uschi Hering | Dreamstime Stock Photos
© Uschi Hering | Dreamstime Stock Photos

Two weeks ago somebody threw a blanket over me. A big one – like North Dakota. And a heavy one – like a Mac truck. And it was wet and itchy and dark and smelly. As it covered my eyes, I couldn’t see the light and beauty around me. As it covered my ears, I couldn’t hear joy or laughter or singing. As it covered my mouth, I couldn’t express what I was feeling, experiencing or needing. Like Linus from the Peanuts, this blanket had followed me around for many years. It had never truly been far from my sight. My blanket even had a name. It was called “Depression”. (more…)

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