I’ve been somewhat absent from the blogging world lately, because my husband and I have been going through some tough times. Continue reading “Take My Problems Back”
I received so much support and understanding in the comments from my post about anxiety. Reading them lifted my spirits. Every time I read another, I felt a little less anxious and a little stronger, until finally, my anxiety left me … at least for a time.
You who commented, yes you, contributed to calming my anxiety. I humbly thank you.
As usual, it got me thinking …
I wish this was going to be one of my quippy posts, but no. I have a serious, personal confession to make, and I’m a bit embarrassed by it. I thought I’d throw it out there. Maybe it’ll help someone else suffering from the same thing to not feel so alone.
I tend to lean toward pessimism, so I try to catch myself and retrain the brain to be optimistic. I’m not always successful, but that’s okay, I’ll do better next time. See, that’s an optimistic attitude.
So, one day last week, when something went wrong in my morning, my mind immediately thought about Murphy’s Law.
Continue reading “You Can Always Start Over”
I’m mad at myself. Okay, maybe not mad, more like disappointed in myself.
When I was away in Chicago a few weeks ago, two difficult things happened. In order to spare you the details, let’s just say they could’ve been long lasting difficulties. They scared me, and my mind went directly to the worst case scenario. I freaked out. I worried. I fretted. I stressed. I agonized. If you can think of any other synonyms, I did those too.
I tried to get a hold of myself and went off to a quiet place to clear my head and pray. Do you know what happened? Something came over me … a warm, calming comfort that told me everything was going to be okay. Continue reading “Freak out, Worry, Fret, Stress, Agonize”
I can best describe a control-freak with a line from the television show King of the Hill.
Characters name: Peggy Hill
Scene description: Peggy does something manipulative to get her husband, Hank’s attention on a specific matter. Hank tells her not to manipulate the situation again.
Peggy’s response: Believe me, I prayed on it, Hank. And God told me “Don’t do it.” But you know what? I knew better! Continue reading “Can you say control-freak?”