Time

Time is an amazing healer, though its' speed can be faster than I ever thought possible. It seemed pretty darn slow at the time, though 8)

I just read different posts of this blog, going back to the beginning.  Dear reader, if you have been with me from earlier on, you probably saw a young woman in a great deal of emotional pain. I hope you saw hope and her desire to continue forward. I love this about the girl who writes these words. Changing and becoming better and evolving into a better person is an ever-present desire for me. The pain I still work through can be overwhelming, but it's so much easier. Some days are completely harder than others... The secret I now realize, everyone has bad days... I am so hard on myself sometimes...

It's ok that I am a bit late to grow, I'm just thankful I am growing.

I have forgotten how freeing and wonderful blogging can be... It's a good way to get some thoughts out, and for that I am glad 8)

I have also forgotten how important music is to me! As I listen to 'Homeward Bound' by Simon and Garfunkel, my heart is transported somewhere else. There is beauty in that. 8)

It's so beautiful when I see Spirit helping me stitch my life together, my heart, my thoughts.

Sometimes, when my medical issues prevent simple mobility, I think of God carrying me and holding me and helping me through each moment. Something that something simple is so healing to me. It gives me hope and makes me feel loved. And I know I am very loved 8)

An amazing song about autism

My 2 oldest sons have autism. They were diagnosed at 2 and I felt so guilty. Some family members even asked me what I did wrong, but most extended family members just avoided me. I was not at a very good place, coping wise, so it was not an easy time. It's easy to blame myself sometimes. I feel like I could have done so much more. 

The other day, I was reading about Allison Moorer's son and the song she wrote about Autism called, "Mama let the wolf in". This song really spoke to me, it gives words to the tangled emotions I feel about autism sometimes. My boys are amazing and work so hard to be who they are. I am so blessed to have them 8)

Mama Let the Wolf In

Written by Allison Moorer and Jeffrey Steele. Produced by Kenny Greenberg. Released by Entertainment One U.S. in March, 2015.

Baby I’m sorry, I didn’t see him coming
He was just around the corner, now he’s got us running’
We could hide in a closet, But I know he’s gonna find us
Cause I’ll forget to lock it and shut out the beast behind us

Mama let the wolf in, mama let the wolf in, Mama let the wolf in
Oh no, oh no

But little bit of bad luck, lord knows we didn’t want it
A little bitty short straw had our names written on it
He coulda gone next door to pillage and plunder
But he don’t ask permission, big bad mother fucker

Mama let the wolf in, mama let the wolf in, Mama let the wolf in
Oh no, oh no

Run baby run baby run bay run away
You’re the one he’s got and I’d do anything to take his place
I shot a silver bullet but now there’s nothing to do but pray
Pray pray pray pray pray

Cause, Mama let the wolf in, mama let the wolf in, Mama let the wolf in
Oh, Mama let the wolf in, mama let the wolf in, Mama let the wolf in
Oh no, oh no

Oh, baby I’m sorry,
Oh, baby I’m sorry,
Oh, baby I’m sorry,
Oh-no.

Checking in, Anne Lamott, and a healthy reminder 8D

My husband and I are working more adamantly on our health and our health blog.

Please feel free to visit us over at

http://ahealthierwe.blogspot.com/

It's time to change. I have to be more serious about my health and Dave is feeling the same, so it's a bit easier to go on this journey together.

It's been quite some time since I have blogged regularly here... In a lot of ways, that makes me sad. I miss this. I miss typing all of my little thoughts... Most of my postings have made it into my private diary as of late... But this part of it is important too.

Healing and learning is always a part of my life. Sometimes, it may seem I am growing less than others, but it seems there's always something I am working on.

I have had some setbacks. With epilepsy, I am a different person now. I have to relearn some fairly simple coping techniques, but in a way, life is always a place to learn. We get better, and sometimes we learn and relearn, and every time, there is a purpose.

One writer who fills my heart with reality, hope, and laughter is Anne Lamott. She amazes me. She strengthens me with her honesty. I have read books now and then of hers for the last 13 years or so. Books find me here and there... And somehow I forget about meaningful books, but it's a cycle, I think. Books come to us when it's time... My way of picking out books is as follows. If I'm needing a self help book or encouragement, I pray, and the right book just seems to pop into my head or I am lead to it. A very beautiful thing... 8D.

Here is a beautiful article to just show you a bit of what she shares.

http://www.salon.com/2015/04/10/anne_lamott_shares_all_that_she_knows_everyone_is_screwed_up_broken_clingy_and_scared/

I am still working on feeling better, and unfortunately I am unable to work outside of the home at this time. I am very sad about this, but life does change and I am working on making the best of it. I am spending a lot of time with my children and I have missed that so much. I try to find the good in everything, it just takes me awhile sometimes 8)