The world in my seascape. The chronicles of my world.
Tag: hope
Time seems more fleeting with every passing day. I watch a cloud pass over the bright sky and reflect on a sweet beautiful woman that left this earth yesterday. “Nani” Carol Moriarty to this day challenges my memory as the kindest and most caring person I have ever known, albeit my own grandmother, Ellen Rossignol … Continue reading A passing cloud on a bright day
I spend the early morning hours trying to coax myself back to sleep. The last few days I have had some disrupted sleep, spending the 3-4am hour lying awake and trying desperately to fall back asleep. I despise when my routine is thrown off and my mood starts to shift. Lately I have struggled with … Continue reading Back to reality
Somehow I managed to get through a horrific and stressful course load this past summer semester. My grades are a reflection of the hard work and perseverance. Especially the course of Intro to Social Work research was incredibly daunting. I received a 91.65 percent in SW Research and a 93.8 percent in my SW Practice … Continue reading Year 1 complete! Summer semester comes to an end.
I finally feel like I can take a deep relaxing breath. The summer semester is finished and my work in child welfare is manageable at the moment. The family is all well, especially Chloe the dog, as she gnaws on her bone next to me on the couch. Ella and Hazel start school in less … Continue reading The summer slows its roll.
My bestest friend on the planet suggested that I blog about what it is like, living and functioning with my bipolar 1 disorder. What I experience, how my behavior might fluctuate, how I respond to others, what I am thinking. How difficult it is for me to function or expected to be rather, high functioning. … Continue reading A day in the life.
There is an app. Called so worthy. I checked it out. It’s a self awareness journaling platform. It is also a resale platform for jewelry. How do I know this…I used it once to resale a ring recently. They took care of everything it was a great experience. So it has many interpretations. Does it … Continue reading So Worthy
Sometime the simplest concept is the most difficult to practice. Today my best friend, shared an album with me that I immediately dismissed. Its message is one of positivity, and just that being okay. At first I had this preconceived notion, judged the material, the album. When I settled into the beat a little more … Continue reading Everything is going to be okay
I received a grade for one of my classes, the Group Psychotherapy class. We recently had a midterm exam, one that took me almost the complete amount of time, 4 hours allotted total to take it. I took 231 minutes out of 240 minutes. I wrote 2,737 words during those 231 minutes. This class in … Continue reading The results are in…
There are two ways to look at the world. Albeit some gray areas. Your view can be one full of obstacles. Or it might be full of untapped opportunities. I think it is all too easy to accept the former mentioned. Living with bipolar disorder it is too easy to accept that life is working … Continue reading Obstacles or Opportunities
I have a history of back injuries. From weight lifting strains, to a bad car accident in my 20s, to years of bad posture— I have managed back pain through the years. Lately as I near my 40th birthday, my back was again aggravated after an intense 5 days of workouts this week. Now I … Continue reading Deadlifts and Drama
I have had a growing fascination with zodiacs and horroscopes of late. It is February 16th, several days from offical Pisces season. I was born Februray 28th, on a leap year, at 11pm at night. A closely-identifying Pisces personality I look forward to the reminder to celebrate my sign. Pisces is a water sign. It … Continue reading Its nearly Pisces season, SG’s 40th bday month celebration.
The holidays are always a whirlwind here with the Grants. Now in Orange Park, Florida it is a balmy 65 degrees. Everyone is in good health, with some viruses looming the previous few days. Presents are wrapped, cookies are baked and decorated. Jason being retired now, having him home and not deployable gives us a … Continue reading It’s Christmas Time in Orange Park
Admittedly certain days working in child welfare are extremely difficult. There are days that you’ll get yelled at, tasked with investigating and put in uncomfortable situations. There are long nights, many court reports to write, calls to make and children to visit. Then there are days like today. It is National Adoption Day. For the … Continue reading National Adoption Day
Historically, the fall hits hard. Between political and worldly unrest, consistent media influences, my full plate, balancing home and family time, and then volunteer duties. I have little time to consider how this affects my mental health. I am trying my best to chip away at the old block, one piece at a time. Not … Continue reading The fall back
Words have the power to elevate or destroy. As Joseph Conrad once said, “There is a power in the spoken word…and a word comes far—deals destruction through time as the bullets flying through space.” There have been times in my life where words injured me, at times I conceived beyond repair. Now, I do not … Continue reading Words
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