Start yourself off by heading over to Shell's place. She's got an incredibly open and real post about transitioning from teacher to mom. So many teachers find themselves expecting their first child in the early years of teaching, and they think they know what things will be like. And they do. But they don't. Shell words it all perfectly. Even the non-teachers among us will appreciate the sentiments behind her post.
Parent? Mother? Father? Find yourself on overload and looking for the mute button for your kids sometimes? Think you're managing a noise sensitivity you might never have noticed before? Want to know you're not alone, no matter what level of noise you're dealing with and shattered by? Head on over to Giggles and Grimaces to read And there was a Hush. It's worded in such a way that you'll see that sometimes that mute button is something we ALL look for. It's not that we want to mute our kids, exactly, but the sounds, the SOUNDS that surround them. Ahhh. It can be rough. And that's okay.
And I know I shouldn't pimp my own blog posts here, but that Hush post? It reminded me of one of my own posts from a few years ago. Which I just re-read. And loved. In a weird way. But also reminded me of sweet moments, and sad ones, and so much more. So if you're inclined, go read Anxiety is a bitch. I won't mind if you don't, but if you feel like it - go for it.
So ... there you have my reads for this week.
I'm "live" writing now, and it's January 17th. The second worst day (date) in the history of my life. I've got loads of posts discussing why and my heart just isn't in it to go down that road right now. My grief is still too fresh when it comes to losing my dad, so to talk about other losses I have experienced just isn't where my mind is working.
I just rehashed by reading the posts I've written recognizing the pain that this date has brought me over the years and in doing so I dredged up the need for deep breathing. So I'll leave it at that for now and probably come back next week with more words. Or not. I've lost people. We all have. And we all know that the pain is so hard. So powerful. On this day many years ago my father lost his mother. I lost my grandmother. And it hurt. Like hell. It was one of the few times in my life I saw my dad cry.
And now. Today. I sit and I miss him. And so the circle of life goes on. And it sucks. And so I try to find the good, because I know it's out there and I feel it and can breathe it, and so I share with you an image I created last year for my memory post, because, ha - if anyone needs it today? It's me.
* Kind of interesting side-note: Yesterday I posted a picture that almost looks just like this image. I shared it on Instagram and I love it. And so - see - there you have it - things really do come back around. Or something. Sigh.
* Also, side-note #2: If you have an amazing read you want to recommend? email me to share.
TGIF, y'all. In the worst possible way. #cheers