So what is interesting? As a general answer, I would say everything. There is so much to learn, think about, explore, reflect, and simply be in life that it hardly seems fair the short time we are on this earth in this existence to experience all that is interesting. That is why my motto is " I'm not dead yet!" I have learned to give "never" the finger in many ways but as with everyone I am a complex coming to this way of thinking didn't happen overnight and I followed any interesting path to get here.
I joke that it all started when I was being created. I joke there was a panel of gods and goddesses for differing pantheons gathered to grant each new spirit a wish and from that wish, they decided which ones they favored. While most newly developed spirits asked for things like love, happiness, peace, wisdom, wealth, power the tricksters sat there bored and half listening to what most said and perhaps choosing a few they wanted to mess with. When my turn came, i didn't ask for any of these. My response? " Just don't let my life be boring " and all the trickster spirits whipped around and said "oh we like you". And my wish was granted. However maybe I should have been more specific lol
I will share a lot of my story on here. As with many people in my generation, I have divorced parents but I am also the willing outcast of both sides of my extended family. I still am close to my parents but I walked away from practically everyone esle when I was 19. I had survived abuse, a failed marriage ( that I sarcastically call my amnesia period). I have been a single Mom and I have gone back to school to get so far two masters degrees ( Gerontology and emergency and disaster management). I'd like to say I'm done with higher education but. I'm not dead yet so who knows?
I remarried my now husband became the true daddy to my daughter. I have experience about six months were I felt life couldn't be more perfect then have it come crashing down when my husband during a mental episode make a choice that cost him his freedom. I chose to stand by him and as a family we are ten years in to his 40 year sentence. We find hard to stay together and that goes for three of us: my husband, my daughter, and me.
All three of us live with forms of mental illness but we say we live with it because to say we suffer is to kinda give the illness a win. To say we live with it means we acknowledge it's there and it affects our lives (sometimes it really really sucks) but we choose to live with it as not an adversary but just a part of who we are. Just like any other medical condition we deal with it and go on in spite of it.
My daughter is an artist. She is one of those unique people you meet on life who at times radiates with creativity. She has had a sketchbook as her constant companion before she was ten years old and because of this she has never lost that curiosity and wonder that is driven out of a lot of us by young adulthood. She finds beauty in everything but manages to be a tomboy as well. She has never let her challenges hold her down for long and she continues to amaze me everyday. Twenty two years later she is still the best thing I ever did,
So that's what this blog is about.. I write about my life. At times it will be funny, sometimes emotional, other times informative for people in similar situations. Tips on being an inmate wife, advice for parents of artists, and maybe a recipe from time to time.
I invite you to follow along With the blog. Leave a insightful comment or two. Maybe start a conversation where we all learn something new. But please leave any trouble making tendency behind you. You need to know that while I am myself a pagan (or a philosophy for those who consider human centric pagan more a philosophy than a religion. It's all just a label anyway and labels are really just ways to divide us.. I make fun of mine all the time) I recognize and respect all believes as long as it doesnt turn into who's right and who is wrong debate. There are other plugs for that.. this is not one of them..
Whether you decide to follow or not. Thanks for reading this far and I leave you with this. I forget who said it first but " you are Fantastic simply because you exist". So "liberate your inner awesomeness" and make your life interesting... after all you aren't dead yet.,
Rebekah
I joke that it all started when I was being created. I joke there was a panel of gods and goddesses for differing pantheons gathered to grant each new spirit a wish and from that wish, they decided which ones they favored. While most newly developed spirits asked for things like love, happiness, peace, wisdom, wealth, power the tricksters sat there bored and half listening to what most said and perhaps choosing a few they wanted to mess with. When my turn came, i didn't ask for any of these. My response? " Just don't let my life be boring " and all the trickster spirits whipped around and said "oh we like you". And my wish was granted. However maybe I should have been more specific lol
I will share a lot of my story on here. As with many people in my generation, I have divorced parents but I am also the willing outcast of both sides of my extended family. I still am close to my parents but I walked away from practically everyone esle when I was 19. I had survived abuse, a failed marriage ( that I sarcastically call my amnesia period). I have been a single Mom and I have gone back to school to get so far two masters degrees ( Gerontology and emergency and disaster management). I'd like to say I'm done with higher education but. I'm not dead yet so who knows?
I remarried my now husband became the true daddy to my daughter. I have experience about six months were I felt life couldn't be more perfect then have it come crashing down when my husband during a mental episode make a choice that cost him his freedom. I chose to stand by him and as a family we are ten years in to his 40 year sentence. We find hard to stay together and that goes for three of us: my husband, my daughter, and me.
All three of us live with forms of mental illness but we say we live with it because to say we suffer is to kinda give the illness a win. To say we live with it means we acknowledge it's there and it affects our lives (sometimes it really really sucks) but we choose to live with it as not an adversary but just a part of who we are. Just like any other medical condition we deal with it and go on in spite of it.
My daughter is an artist. She is one of those unique people you meet on life who at times radiates with creativity. She has had a sketchbook as her constant companion before she was ten years old and because of this she has never lost that curiosity and wonder that is driven out of a lot of us by young adulthood. She finds beauty in everything but manages to be a tomboy as well. She has never let her challenges hold her down for long and she continues to amaze me everyday. Twenty two years later she is still the best thing I ever did,
So that's what this blog is about.. I write about my life. At times it will be funny, sometimes emotional, other times informative for people in similar situations. Tips on being an inmate wife, advice for parents of artists, and maybe a recipe from time to time.
I invite you to follow along With the blog. Leave a insightful comment or two. Maybe start a conversation where we all learn something new. But please leave any trouble making tendency behind you. You need to know that while I am myself a pagan (or a philosophy for those who consider human centric pagan more a philosophy than a religion. It's all just a label anyway and labels are really just ways to divide us.. I make fun of mine all the time) I recognize and respect all believes as long as it doesnt turn into who's right and who is wrong debate. There are other plugs for that.. this is not one of them..
Whether you decide to follow or not. Thanks for reading this far and I leave you with this. I forget who said it first but " you are Fantastic simply because you exist". So "liberate your inner awesomeness" and make your life interesting... after all you aren't dead yet.,
Rebekah
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