“You need to own your naps again.” Pete said this other day when we were talking about a lot of things that needed SOMETHING. I have this site and Aiming Low that I’m building up. 25 writers I love talking to each day. We’re organizing events at BlogHer and TypeAParent. The freelance thing I do. [...]
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when the Ritz Carlton (which was great) tried to kill me
I’ve never had the treat of staying at a Ritz Carlton. So I was looking forward this trip to NOLA as a luxury. I was expecting a much higher standard of shampoo to jank. DID.NOT.DISAPPOINT. Now, let me start off by making sure I’m perfectly clear on certain points Our room was comped for the [...]
lullabies for Getty
Sorry, your browser does not support iframes. What if it were YOUR child? A family member’s. A friend’s. Go yo ITunes. Buy to help a little one like Getty. Buy to help a child like my friend Conner. Buy because your child doesn’t have SMA.
there’s a house…
There’s a house. In Florida. The first one Peter and I ever owned. The one we brought our babies homes to. Back when we never had a thought to what the future had in store. We had to leave that house to make that future in Georgia. Leaving people we trusted to take care of [...]
a joke right now seems almost too easy
Just when I get used to things, we switch them up. On purpose, or not, it’s part of teaching myself to relearn the old. Most may not understand. Life in the wheelchair hasn’t been the biggest change. Not having my right side working when I’m ride-side-dominant wasn’t THE transformation. Learning to live without “Lost” was [...]
my wonder wall
I tell bits and pieces of the story of what happened in the hospital days before I came home. I was staring up the wall. It was all I could see. Wall. With the Christmas tinsel and a slice of the exit. Help me. I could see the people walking past, the ones that hadn’t [...]
the story of pants
This falls into that WAY TMI category, but I have to tell the tmi for it all to make sense. Sorry. Not sex, Mom. Months ago I asked my therapists a questions I figured they would have a solution for. “When you only have one arm to hold you, how do you pull you pull [...]
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 [...]
my gal friday
I have searched for ways of making my kids FEEL more together. Part was being able to get someone who could drive and do it when we needed it most. The cost more than our family cutting a few corners. I guess there are those that would judge me for getting what basically comes down [...]
letting tears out
I cried last night. I was reorganizing my closet, there was stuff I needed to move that was out of my reach. It hit me like a ton of bricks that I couldn’t reach a shelf my elementary schoolers could. The frustration just washed over me. There was no making it better by crying. It [...]
very heavy
I have lackings. Now, I’m not saying that so people will be all complimentary and reassuing. Although, if you want to mention bouncy hair I won’t kick you. But, I do have those moment when I feel the shortcoming. The shoes I can’t wear. The shelves I can’t reach. The jars I can’t open. When [...]
where people in wheelchairs are told, “SUCKIT”
It’s not the easiest thing being in a wheelchair but I try not to complain because it’s better than the alternative. Then I go into a place that doesn’t just NOT accommodate handicap people, it seems to be totally unaware of how crappy their setup truly is. Welcome to Mattress Firm To make sure you [...]
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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things that will get you blocked from my blog
I lost a reader. I may lose a whole bunch of readers. I don’t care. As insensitive and unfeeling as that sounds, I just can’t care. I wrote a post happy about the fact Peyton made it to the Survivor Program in her third year post-treatment. Never forgetting the friends we had that we lost. [...]