Life with Limitations

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Everybody has something to deal with, whether it’s chronic pain, illness, injury, stress, or trauma. I have some limitations in my life due to chronic illness. I won’t bore you with all the details of how chronic illness is defined or what it means. I won’t explain the names of the illnesses with which I live. Everybody has their own problems, ailments, and other struggles that they live with. Mine are certainly better than some and, for that, I’m grateful.

Having said that, I feel that it’s also beneficial to raise awareness for the struggles that people live with, whether the limitations are physical, mental, or emotional. I feel like they’re all intertwined anyway. For sure, when I feel physically depleted, I also feel angry or depressed or sad (or all 3). Sometimes my thinking is adversely affected and I don’t trust myself to make important decisions or even drive. My anxiety ramps up even more than usual. Conversely, if I’m feeling down or thinking less clearly, it also seems to magnify the physical aspect of my conditions. Being affected like this means that I’m incapable of functioning at my best. Continue reading “Life with Limitations”

Change Happens, Ready or Not

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Throughout our lives, we come across times of change, whether we looked for it or not and whether we want it or not. Obviously, how we react to these changes will affect the next portion of our life.

Some changes are easier to react to than others. For instance, if we actively decide to make a change for the better (new job with better hours, more pay, or a better location or a new house/apartment, new relationship, etc.), the change is much easier to live with. You’ve made the choice yourself and you’re benefiting from the change in a positive way. Does this mean everything is rosy? Nope. Continue reading “Change Happens, Ready or Not”

To Our Elected Officials

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Immigrants = Human Beings Looking for Help

My heart is weary and my eyes are tearing.

Watching these families being torn apart breaks my heart.

I can’t imagine, as a mother, how I could survive something like this. I would break.

I can’t imagine, as a child, how I would feel watching my mother walk away from me and not understanding why she’s leaving me with strangers and not coming back.

STOP with the lies, the blame, the accusations and deflection.

I don’t care about the politics. I don’t care if you’re a Republican or a Democrat. I don’t care if you’re pro-immigration or against immigration. I care about these families, these parents and these children.

We elected you to represent us, the people. You are supposed to care about what we want, what we need, and listen to us when we speak. When you don’t, when you choose to do whatever you want, you will be voted out. Expect it.

I don’t care what we have to do to fix this problem. FIX IT!