reflecting on various topics
Do you remember the book The Velveteen Rabbit (by Margery Williams) ? I remember being touched by it when I was a kid. A stuffed animal rabbit becomes a living rabbit, because of being loved. The problem with being real is that the world is not safe. It would be really nice if the world …
There is a heaviness over me, right now. It’s situational and warranted. I’ve been going through old photos and it’s exquisitely painful to me for a bunch of reasons at once. I see how quickly my kids are growing. I see how recently my life was different than it is now, and think of what …
I read something recently that a friend of mine posted online: Lean on the artists. They gift us reprieve, respite & often a way forward. — Grateful David ✌🏼❤️⚡️💙💀🌹 (@gratefuldavid.bsky.social) February 24, 2025 at 7:19 PM It impacted me. I thought about every major tragedy that has happened, and about the art that people kept …
I’ve been listening to Millenium (Backstreet Boys) lately. It’s my go-to comfort music at the moment. It transports me, every time I listen to it. Sometimes it transports me to the past, and I remember what it was like when I first heard them in middle school. Today I pictured myself in an old-folks home, …
Don’t hate me, ok? Ok. I love Valentine’s Day, because I’m a twee tweederdee at heart. Well. Not all the time but a lot of the time I’m a twee tweederdee at heart. I did make up that word. I feel like Valentine’s Day is a whole lot like Thanksgiving except for couples. There’s this …
I’ve been feeling a lot of pain, lately. Some of it’s physical, most of it’s emotional. Sometimes my humor runs thick, and sometimes I just glare at it, like, “No, you wanted to make a joke? Right now? How dare you.” Deflection and denial, my even self-gaslighting occasionally, to cope. I have grief ahead of …
(my Canon is broken so I’m left with washed out Pinephone selfies) How are you coping with things? Sometimes there is no way to cope with things other than continuing to exist. I suppose that is what coping actually means. To find a way through, or past, to simply persist in life. Usually when I …
I’m thinking of everyone affected by the southern CA fires, right now. It’s a lot of people that I know. I used to live in that area, as did a lot of my ancestors. A family farm (started a few generations back) in that area burned down completely a few years ago, as did the …
This blog post is holding space. Holding space for bad things that are happening today in the political world. Holding space for the memories of bad things that happened a year ago, today, too. I don’t want to talk. What I want to do is scream, cry, break things. Simultaneously angry and dissociated. Holding space.
It’s been kind of hard for me, the past few days, because I know school starts again soon, and I’m really enjoying seeing my kids. There has been lots of snuggling. Today I finally set up a chess board I got months ago, and got to play with my oldest. ♥️ I haven’t played chess …
