The Hey You Lady

How am I doing? Fine. A canned answer for a canned question. I don't want to reveal what's really going on I don't want to tip my hand Only to show I've been dealt some crappy cards lately Because, really, it's none of your business. I keep it from you Because I don't quite comprehend it myself I don't feel "fine" sharing what I don't understand So I keep it none of your business. I need to process this trauma But not with someone who will try to fix me I'm still assessing the brokenness. Fixing will come in time Until then, it's none of your business. Help me to keep from looking at the floor To see there is still beauty in my life To see the value of myself, my surroundings To see that life is more than a series of transactions And at the end of the day I am worth more Than a dollar value assigned by someone else Then maybe, just maybe, I'll let it become your business.

Christmas. It's the time of year that traditionally inspires joy more than any other time of year. In fact, I believe I experienced joy more in December, 2009, than I had in many Christmas seasons in recent memory. Why so much joy? Was my life all warm and fuzzy, full of the ear-to-ear-grin Kodak moments with loved ones? Hardly. Our combined income was 23% less in 2009 than in 2008. Hardly a financial bonanza. Not only that, my marriage crumbled as my husband and I came to the painful decision just two weeks before Christmas to separate our lives due to a long-festering issue that neither of us were willing to compromise on. The “D” word that I had once vowed never to speak was now becoming a part of my vocabulary, part of my life. So much for being “nestled all snug in our bed...” In the midst of the trauma, how could I feel joy? I wondered. That's right. I Wondered. That night in the fields near Bethlehem some shepherds were guarding their sheep. All a...

This week I'm taking time away from my day-job and taking some time for myself.  It's called "relaxing."  It fits in with this week's Topical Blogger topic:  "How do you relax?"  Along with the topic, the TB group has a twist of using a "magic word" in the post.  This week's word is "iridescent".  Since I don't want to work so much this week, I decided to let other people write part of my blog post for me.   How did convince others to do the heavy work?  I posted the question on Facebook. The answers were as varied as the people giving them.   A mother/son team, acting independently, seemed to thing that I should have been clearer about the magic word.  The son would feel more relaxed if he knew the meaning of "iridescent"; the mom thought it was "indecent."  So I googled "indecent iridescence" and found a picture by Amy Booton that was ... neither.  At least the model for the picture appea...

The Topical Bloggers.  The group, albeit small at this time, that weekly write on what is presented as a singular subject. I suppose if you want a glimpse into how a person's mind really works, their written thoughts are the window to the soul, especially since the Topical Bloggers give that glimpse in written form. Not a very profound statement, if you ask me.  And that's what this week's topic is all about:  Our Recent Most Profound Insights.  And here is mine: I've been dealing with some serious stuff lately (who hasn't?).  But the stuff isn't life - it's just part of life.  Life is meant to be full of family, friends, love, laughter, spa days, new shoes, and Red Vines!  The serious stuff makes what makes what life is meant to be so much sweeter. It's a lot of hard work, dealing with the seriosityness of life.  Oh, and in case you're wondering, "seriosityness" is in fact a word.  If you google it, you'll see it has been used b...