By the time you’re reading this I’m either having surgery on my left eye for the double vision or I’m recovering from the surgery. Unfortunately, neither option involves Ryan Reynolds. Big thanks to Pete for helping me out with this very nerve-wracking day. Since I’ll be out of commission I’ll replay an old post from [...]
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making decisions that are hard
I’m sitting here trying to think of the “right” way to write this. I could write this in a way that would get ME all the support and make Peter look like the enemy. I could write this in a way that makes me look like a victim and make you feel sorry for for [...]
expectations
Are expectations a good thing? Are they an opportunity to rise to a challenge? Are they set so that there is an inevitable failure? Why do some find them empowering and some find themselves buried under a world of frustration? Why is there such a difference between the expectations you have for yourself and that [...]
profound moments at sam’s
I had a bit of a breakthrough. It was at Sam’s, of all places. It gave me this Helen Keller in the midst of 42-gallon tubs of peanut butter feeling. It was very profound. Being in a wheelchair puts you at a constant height where you see and experience all sorts of things. (Let’s just [...]
simmer and boil
Peter has always felt every stress intensely. And it shows. I also feel every stress intensely. I try not to let it show. His boils hot, blows over, then is over. Mine simmers below the surface for a long time. We’ve had a lot of stress to deal with over time. We’ve had stresses that [...]
the “what if” game
The “What If” game. I play it. What if I won the powerball? What if I could fly? What if humanity was destroyed and the world depended on Hugh Jackman and me to repopulate. It could happen. And then I had kids. What if the car hung off a bridge and I could only get [...]
in the mirror
For the love of Joe, Mom, please don’t read one. SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX You were warned. I work as hard as I can. Therapy. Writing. Strengthening. Living. Mothering. Friending. Being a wife. How to feel like a wife? How to feel pretty when you know you’re not the woman you used to be? How do you feel [...]
oh yeah, i’m ready for some football
There is something so basic and primal that it doesn’t take take thought. It just is. It can go beyond we know we want to what we need. Football season. My husband has thrown himself headfirst into it. Life as we knew as it came to a screaming, painful halt for fantasy football draft weekend. [...]
the only time i’ll ever admit i let my husband be mean to me
I take a step carefully, with my walker always guided before me. Hands are able to ensure my safety. They’re full of needed strength and necessary love. The voice is harsh as it barks it’s orders to walk, straighten the knee, or transfer the weight. The same voice is soft, the lips are sweet as [...]
staying married is a full contact sport, with rule books and umpires
In the course of rehab my husband has been trusted with certain types of duties. I generally trust him in most things, unless he gets that crazy gleam in his eyes. You might think I’m exaggerating, but you haven’t seen those shiny eyes bearing down on you like it might be your last day. EVER. [...]
I could have been napping
So, I wrote this whole post about the horrors Peter put me through this weekend. Seriously. Home Depot…rakes…sweat…it was like the trifecta of hell. But, some great things came out of it. And by “great things”, I mean other than the spectacular AWESOME that is an arm cramp. Cause, if you haven’t had one? Try [...]
The Football Bride
Once upon a time, in the far away kingdom of Mar Raige, lived King Peter and Queen Anissa. They ruled a happy land, full of bountiful crops and peaceful peasants doing peaceful peasant-y type things. The King stayed busy, overseeing the safe passage of messengers from lands far and near and the profits of that [...]
And someone out there picked me to be a Race and Ethnicity Channel Editor. *snort*
There is nothing quite so awesome as getting into a heated rant when the only person who’ll listen is more than willing to say, “Don’t you think you’re being just a LITTLE crazy stupid over-sensitive about this?” Especially when that person is your spouse. You promised to love, honor and agree with me in all [...]
About Anissa
Erma Bombeck said something that pretty much defines my approach to life.... "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and I could say, "I used everything you gave me." If you switch the word TALENT for LOVE or LAUGHTER or HAPPINESS....it still stands.
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