“Fluffy, big-boned, hefty, heavy-set, solid, thick, well-nourished, overweight, big girl.” Everyone has their euphemisms for what’s really going on. And I was tired of it. I was tired of being unable to keep up physically. I was tired of being unable to shop in the misses department like my slender, petite friends. I was tired…
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Ch…ch…Changes!
Now that everyone has that song in their heads… I have an announcement to make! No, I’m not pregnant. No, I’m not engaged. No, I’m not moving. Now that we’ve gotten those out of the way, I want to tell you about a journey I’ve been on for many months. I knew last year about…
Bam!
I feel like Emeril. Concocting something delectable that others can enjoy. But I’m not making a meal for you all; I’m writing a story. I try to practice my craft independently of recognition. Some posts that seem to get fantastic traction are the ones I spent just a moderate amount of time on. Whereas others…
Backspace and Life
“It’s quite helpful to talk with you rather than just knowing what I read in your application essay. I think it gives us a fuller picture of who you are.” “Of course. Essays you can backspace.” This was the dialogue exchanged between one of my fellow interviewers and one of the applicants. I stopped and…
Sweaty Handshakes
Caught your attention, eh? My day was full of nervous laughter, trembling fingers and sweaty handshakes. I was asked to be on a panel of interviewers to assess applicants to the Master’s of Occupational Therapy program at a local university. First of all, the applicant pool was rather impressive. Smartly dressed. Well-spoken. Passionate students. But,…
Perspective
I am incredibly driven and rarely take time to reflect on accomplishments. I take basic skills for granted. I am not thankful. I am skilled in making small decisions overwhelming. I have trouble with perspective. I learned this about myself in a new way this week by an unlikely tutor: the stomach flu. I was…
National Freestyle Walking Day
Today is a national holiday. Did you celebrate? Did you do an unnecessary twirl or a nonsensical jig getting from point A to point B? Did you toss in an little extra strut or swagger whilst ambulating? Did you stride to the song in your head? I did. We celebrated in my office today with…
Lonely Sundays
I have attacks of loneliness. They almost always happen on Sundays. I am not sure why. I love and am loved by my church body. I can sit with many different friends and families. It looks as if I’m included. But I often have this fear when entering the worship center. My eyes dart wildly,…
My Kamikaze Crown — UPDATE!
For those of you who missed it, my tooth fell out last week. You can read the full story here. This morning I phoned my dentist again and asked him to adjust the mouthguard or crown or something. You see since my crown literally leaped out of its home, I’ve been unable to wear my…
In Christ Alone
Music is powerful. It can bring me to tears — both wounded and joyful — with just a few measures of melody. That happened this morning. A big-time, official, recording artist, Kristian Stanfill, had a special link with my local church as his in-laws are members there. So he and his family were in attendance…