Posts Tagged: life


12
Dec 10

Bittersweet

snowy-curtainI’ve been writing here for over a year.  Jen and Will know what the blog is about.  Will keeps asking for permission to read the whole blog.  He’s not ready for that.

They both know about narcissism.

I read some of the posts to them.  I have read many of the comments to them.  I want them to share in this process.

We’ve all come a long way because of the growth we’ve experienced due to this blog and the amazing comments, love and support that occur here.

My goal is to sell my own products through this site.  The kids know about that.  We have plans and dreams based on what I may be able to do here.  Because of those plans and dreams, they often ask me how many folks are checking in on the site.  They see me checking the stats for the blog, and they’ve witnessed the growth in the numbers of people who read. Continue reading →


11
Dec 10

On Moods

On a bad day, I have mood swings – but on a good day, I have the whole mood playground.
Charles Rosenblum

 

 


9
Dec 10

Some Days Are Like That

old-blue-enamel-pot1I make a damn good cup of coffee.  I make oatmeal with the perfect ratio of oats – walnuts – cinnamon – nutmeg.  Nobody cleans a cat box like I do.  You’d be amazed at how quickly I can fold a laundry basket full of clean clothes.  I even find all the socks, almost every time.

And some days, that’s the best I can come up with when trying to cheer myself up and get out of the funk.

When staring at the too-bright laptop screen at 5:15 a.m., my eyes are blurry – not from being tired, but from fussing over the pages of the book I’m trying to finish.

I bounce over to Twitter to get some inspiration and find a few laughs or a couple good posts to read.  The distraction takes my mind off the fact that I doubt myself.

I doubt my abilities as a mom. Continue reading →


7
Dec 10

On Making Do

Life is like a blanket too short.  You pull it up and your toes rebel, you yank it down and shivers meander about your shoulder; but cheerful folks manage to draw their knees up and pass a very comfortable night.
Marion Howard

 

 


5
Dec 10

Sparkles in the Cold

cold-quiet1My fingers are still thawing as I write this post.

At 8:30 a.m. it was 4 degrees below zero and absolutely gorgeous out, with all the sparkling snow encrusting everything.  I went out in the cold quiet to take photos of the glorious white landscape.

 

diamond-encrusted

My eyes teared up from the cold.  My fingers couldn’t push the buttons of the camera.  My boots crunched through the snow, and my knees shook. Continue reading →


4
Dec 10

Thoughts On Love, Sacrifice and Cat Hair on the Keyboard

It’s still dark.  I can barely make out the fog hanging over the park.  Kids are still snuggled in cozy beds.  After making my first cup of coffee, I light the fire and sit to cruise web sites and formulate a blog post.

Suddenly our cat jumps up on my lap.

She kneads for a bit, changes position, snags my robe with her claws, looks me in the face and sniffs my coffee.

I could put her down, but I don’t.

She wants to soak up some of my body heat.  It’s really cold this morning.  I love this patient cat.  She’s inconveniencing me like crazy, but she’s a sweetheart and I can’t put her down. Continue reading →


30
Nov 10

On Divorce

winter-riverWhen two people decide to get a divorce, it isn’t a sign that they
‘don’t understand’ one another, but a sign that they have, at last,
begun to.
Helen Rowland

 

 


26
Nov 10

The Three of Us

4-rocksThere’s a post rolling around in my head.  I keep trying to avoid it.   It’s going to make me write it.  It’s about why I believe divorce is the only way to survive a relationship with a narcissist.

I’m going to have to dig a little deeper.

That post is going to require a lot from me.

In the meantime, Jenny drew these faces on rocks.

They made me smile.  They made me think about the three of us, and how there used to be four of us.

 


family-of-3

 

Now there are three with – brighter smiles, intact spirits and happier souls.

 


25
Nov 10

Thanks

thanksgiving

 


Thank you.

 

Altah
Amy
Andrea
Angel
Annie
BB
Bruce
Catherine
Caitlin
Chris
Craig
Debbie
Dee
Di
Diane
Donna
Doreen
E.R.M.
Firing On All Syllables
Flora
Heather
Holly
Janet
Jessica
Jo
Josh
Judy
Kate
Kath
Katherine
Lavica
LaVonne
Leah
Linda
Lisa
Lucy
Mia
Mike
M. J.
Mojo Girl
Mom
Pat
Peg
Pete
Phyllis
Ralph
Rebecca
Reese
Sandra
Sandy
Sarah
Siddhartha
Sue
Susan B.
Susan Q.
T.
Tina

 


This is the list of the folks who left comments on Surviving Narcissism.  These comments helped the three of us get to where we are today.

Thank you.

If your name isn’t on this list and you read this blog, thank you, too.

 


Love,
Jesse

 


16
Nov 10

A Day Off

spa-dayI’m contemplating treating myself to a day at the spa.

Not really.

But seriously…  can it be that a celebration is in order?

 

Nah… I never feel right spoiling myself.

I’m always doing the pampering, not receiving the pampering.

 

Maybe that ought to change, too.


13
Nov 10

Holding Our Breath

We think we’re turning a corner, but you’re always holding your breath.
Doug Allen

 

 


11
Nov 10

A Whispered Update

tracksYesterday marked three weeks since the Wednesday morning meeting with Mark.

During the last three weeks, the kids have received one email, and several (not daily) phone calls from Mark.  The calls have varied from short and terse, to lengthy and pleasant.  Mark has not pressured them to see him.  They have not asked to see him.

They have returned his calls when he has asked them to do so in a message.

They have not called of their own accord.

The mood in our house, is light and without pressure. Continue reading →


10
Nov 10

What Should They Be?

If we would amend the world, we should mend ourselves; and teach our children to be, not what we are, but what they should be.
William Penn

 

 

 


8
Nov 10

Idolizing Cinderella

cinerella“Mom!  Can I do that thing like Cinderella?  Can I scrub the floor with a brush and a bucket like Cinderella?”

__________

Should I have delivered the mini-lecture on feminism?

Is this the wants of a Lizard Brain in hyper-drive?

Did she see me try to perfectly clean her dad’s floor one too many times? Continue reading →


7
Nov 10

My Kind of Calm

Be like a duck.  Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens underneath.
Michael Caine