Showing posts from August, 2012


A long, long, long time ago (okay, like 2 months), I started following The One-Minute Writer. I used to really enjoy writing; it's an easy creative outlet, at least for me. But in the past few years, I have really just stopped writing completely. Over the last few months, I have been trying to write more often and have signed up for all sorts of tools to help me along that path.

Today's One-Minute Writer prompt is Fly: "If you could sprout wings and fly just once, what would you like to see from the air?"

If I sprouted wings and flew away, I would fly straight for Paradise Lake, Michigan. When I was growing up, my grandparents would rent cabins and invite family members to join them. I loved playing in the sand, swimming off the dock, and getting up early in the morning to go fishing with my dad.

I miss him.
Two posts in a month? Whhhaaat?

Well I really consider my last post more of july's, since it happened so early in the morning, but still it is a rarity.

I have had the pop song, "Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen stuck in my head for nearly a full month. I don't understand why! I had never even heard the song before mission trip (as I listen to little more than Christian music and carefully selected and groomed Pandora stations) and now I cannot stop singing it. It's even making WBH crazy, poor man.

In other news, I am working on journaling every day. Its helping me remember details and put some things in perspective, though it is still hard to make myself sit down and do it each day. Hopefully that will get easier as I continue.

WBH is spending the night at the church tonight. There is a program in town to help homeless families. They spend the evening and nights at churches (a week at a time) and then during the day go to the center to have help with job train…

Stay awake.

I may never sleep again.

I have been having horrifying nightmares for weeks, but today's really was beyond anything my subconscious has come up with so far. I don't even want to go into it.

I came home from work around 3 because my horsefly bite from friday (huge blister that popped in the night last night) was making my ankle throb and I just couldn't focus anymore. I came home and went right to bed and slept so hard.  And had such an awful nightmare it actually made me ill. I was motion sick the rest of the day. I couldn't even make it home from dropping my cousin off. I had to have WBH (World's Best Husband) and his dad come rescue me from MommaJ's house. We didn't even make it home from there before we had to stop again.  My stomach has not been right since last week.

I sat down at the counselor's meeting after breakfast last monday and turned to WBH saying, "I'm going to throw up." I barely made it to the rest room. From there I went …