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 [...]
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 [...]
being uncomfortable
Somebody asked me why I don’t get you-talk-it-types software. I did. I have it, I have Dragon Dictates, top of the line. I jumped through hoops to get it ready. I updated software. When it was all ready to go. it stayed in the box. I recently attended what they call a “seating clinic”. The [...]
amazon widget, alice bradley (finslippy) and redbook magazine
I’ve been very blessed that what happened with me has been made into something people can care about. There are a lot of people going through this recovery fight and I’ve felt that telling the absolute truth about this is the least I can do to tell part of their story. This post is about [...]
I’ve already done big stuff
Today I cut a tie. I felt it sever and let go. I had held on to it without thought. But being free of it felt liberating. Maybe part of me needed to see that I could still be strong when the need called for it. Part of me just needed to see there was [...]
my turn to help: Aiming Low Gives
It was my family. Last year in crises. In years before that. If you’re lucky you’ve never had to ask for help. You’ve never had to accept it. In the years gone by we’ve felt the the tears of the tired being wiped away by the generosity of the strong. This year it’s our turn [...]
what matters
I’ve been off my normal schedule this week. I went to a celebration of women in social media. I had injections of Phenol in my leg. I had an unusual amount of work to complete. I did more than my average amount of exercise. I bent over backwards to hear my kids laugh. “Driving them [...]
where planes can’t take you
I made it. To Detroit. But, more importantly. In an airport where my husband kissed me goodbye, On a plane where my friend and I laughed as we soared above the clouds. In a car that was new on streets that were unknown in a city unexplored. Then to a hotel room where my kids’ [...]
if you like movies you’ll enjoy my next method of coping
Lord of the Rings. When Harry Met Sally. Spaceballs. G.I.Joe. Star Wars. Season 2 of True Blood. That sounds like another fun night in front of a DVR. And most might think I watch too damn much TV. I was going through life with the ability to forget time. I would sit down with ten [...]
this is the morning after
I made it back. In one piece. After laughing more in one weekend than I have in a long time. (Like, so hard that I had to go to the bathroom more regularly.) After an opportunity to meet new friends and see faces that made me smile in familiarity. After talking about my strokes again, [...]
sometimes it’s what i need to do
Yesterday was one of those days. You know, THOSE days. The ones where nothing seems right and everything has a side of wrong with it. I went through countless mini-travel-size packages of Kleenex Ok. You can count them. I went through six. SIX! I made with the feeling sorry for myself. I made it hard. [...]
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. [...]
some things never change
Someone called the other day. Asking for my advice. Willing to believe that not all my circuits had been fried in the strokes. Knowing that I may be slower than in the past. It may take longer to think of the answer that I’m trying to come up with. My mind may wander from the [...]
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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