It's evening here in Missouri. I'm sitting here in my house, trying to knit pieces to an afghan, listening to the cats fight, and thinking about my last year. For grins I went and re-read the post I wrote for my 39th birthday. It makes me laugh and laugh. Oh Sarah, you had no idea … Continue reading …and then I turned 40.
Tag: starting over
My 39th year
Hello hello! We are at the END of September. Can you believe that?! I certainly can't. I keep saying it over and over, but I can't really believe how fast it feels this year is flying by. Before I know it we will be celebrating Christmas and then the arrival of 2020. C-R-A-Z-Y. I'm sitting … Continue reading My 39th year
we aren’t promised happiness
I listened to a podcast the other day. It was very interesting and to be honest I'll probably need to listen to it again as it has me struggling on a few points. The one thing that stuck with me, that I just can't let go because of the truth of it, is the statement … Continue reading we aren’t promised happiness
the flash drive
Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life. -Nayyirah Waheed Today has been hard. I guess if I'm being honest, the moment the calendar rolled over to April it has been one tough day after another. April is the month that my ex-husband remarries. While … Continue reading the flash drive
the next 30 days
I wish I could tell you that I started this year just killing my workouts and nailing my diet and never being lazy or tired or sick or inconsistent. But that would be a lie. With the exception of a couple of good weeks, 2018 has been a roiling boil of excuses and exceptions. It … Continue reading the next 30 days
Choosing joy.
I'm gonna be candid. It's been a hell of a few days. I know I go into a lot of things here but all the details that sent me off the deep end are going to remain in my secret journal not my public one. When there are other people involved it gets tricky and … Continue reading Choosing joy.
the great depression
138 day move streak. 4 perfect months. 21 pounds and 23 inches lost. I've had quite the string of accomplishments lately. I'm not trying to brag; I'm just proud of myself. That's a lot. I had (have) a long way to go. I started this year wanting to be healthier not only physically, but mentally … Continue reading the great depression
brand new
I'm here. I did it. I stopped blogging quite some time ago because life just got HARD. Overwhelming. Not only that, I tried to make my blog something that it wasn't and it just added more stress than I needed. So I'm beginning again. The other day I tried to figure out exactly when I … Continue reading brand new
