tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90271329745676894072012-02-16T06:38:16.398-05:00or...learning how to stop clinging and just keep swimming...go with the flow.<p> for me, writing has always been cathartic. life changed dramatically for me when i became widowed in 2009. as a result my relationship with family and friends changed as well.<p> this blog is dedicated to the truth. it was designed as a place to reveal the truth of my life regardless of how it affects others. sometimes the truth hurts, sometimes it heals.</p></p>willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-30310959173512133522012-01-01T15:01:00.000-05:002012-01-01T15:01:06.178-05:00

today i finally got good and mad. guess it's the stress of the circumstances right now that lead me there.  i am tired of the being blamed for alienating my family when it was they (and they know who they are) who alienated me when i chose to have a life separate from their constant neediness.  they are the ones who blamed me rather than look at their own lack of consideration and

willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-66780997685509529132011-11-13T09:01:00.000-05:002011-11-13T09:01:25.752-05:00

there comes a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything. you've realized for a very long time that you can't. and you are tired of being the only one who has made any effort.  so, despite the love you have for them or how badly you miss them and wish they were still some small part of your life, you realize you don’t need certain people and the

willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-7697435930110813242011-01-20T08:05:00.001-05:002011-01-20T08:18:17.516-05:00

life has shown me one thing consistently.  that is, that when it comes right down to it there is only one person we can ever truly count on and that is our self.  despite having come from a large family and having helped most of them out at one time or another and some of them more than just once, i have found through life's hardships that i am on my own.  other than the help extended at the time

willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-32475416885416922272011-01-08T09:26:00.000-05:002011-01-08T09:26:06.150-05:00

she's at it again, but this time i refuse to acknowledge her behavior.  she cornered mark while i was out having lunch with a friend yesterday, beginning with questioning my whereabouts and why she wasn't made aware of this.  then on to how no one has ever spoken to her like i had.  this was referencing our last incident around about thanksgiving in which i had had enough of her her mockery and

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i watched 'eat, pray, love' the other night.  despite its poor reviews it was a very good movie.  i so felt like liz at times, caught up in the fear of losing herself.  i loved so many things about this movie and how it resonated with my own spirit.  the following are some of my favorite lines from the movie.  i'm thinking the book would be a worthy read.  food, faith, love... the essentials to a

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they say time heals all wounds. it's been two years since my husband died.  sometimes i go weeks without mourning him and i think i am  getting better.  and i also think how very fortunate i am to have M in my life now.  and then, something triggers past memories.  be it this time of year when i'm missing that cozy warmth of what a happy home life used to feel like during the holiday season

willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-49699612072003998502010-12-10T09:31:00.001-05:002010-12-10T09:33:15.930-05:00

as i was stirring my first cup pf instant coffee this morning in preparation to head to the garage to enjoy a smoke along with it, i decided to grab a pen and tablet.  mornings are my best time for thinking and writing.  it's the time when there is less interference and i am not awake enough to be in tune with much other than my inner self.  i decided to write the things i wait for, the things

willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758267589598575477noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9027132974567689407.post-22779863911707406842010-12-05T23:53:00.000-05:002010-12-05T23:53:38.051-05:00

people are what they are, not necessarily what they could be. some people never see the big picture, some do.  some cannot see beyond themselves and never will.  some change and  try to evaluate their lives and experiences.  as a consequence these people i mention latter grow and learn to better themselves and their lives.   some people, like me, have been far too codependent and have spent too

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i will nurture and comfort the child in me and do my best to figure out what she needs.i will stop seeking approval and validation from people and come to realize thati am ok and my own approval is enough.  it is the only approval i need.i will develop my own internal supply of peace, wellness, self esteem and love as there is an endless supply within me.  i will cease ignoring my needs, desires,

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relationships are like a dance, with visible energy racing back and forth between the partners.  some relationships are the slow, dark dance of death.  ~ colette dowling

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