Laughter is often contagious. Big, genuine smiles are contagious. Crying can be contagious. Short-term fear, or anxiety, is contagious. If there’s a thunderstorm, and you’re a nervous wreck, guess what your young children will be? A nervous wreck! And probably worse off than you. If you remain calm and reassuring, your children will be calmer … Continue reading Can My Child “Catch” My Anxiety?
Boiling just below the rocky surface flows hot, molten lava. Even the rocky surface is rough and hard... barren. But, if you get very far from the volcanic heat, you find the most beautiful vegetation, spawned by the highly fertile volcanic ash. My daughter (DMDD, SPD, OCD, ADGs, mild Autism, Intermittent Explosive Disorder, Bipolar, and … Continue reading Volcanic Eruptions
While in the emergency room last night with my husband, someone down the hall died. The wails that came from that room were heart wrenching. So full of pain. I praise God I still have my husband. My children. My parents. I don't know what I'd do without them. I mean, I know God would … Continue reading Hope for the Hopeless
My husband is ALWAYS joking and saying, “When I die, just stick me in a big, black garbage bag and plant me in the backyard.” ...At least I think he's joking? I hope... Anyway... I found out the other day it REALLY IS legal to bury your loved ones … Continue reading Backyard Burial
Are you controlling life, or are you allowing life to control you? I am posing this question in all sincerity and humbleness. I deal with this too. What is it you deal with, Nishoni? Being too busy. Letting life control me. This can further complicate mental illness. My husband says all I do is go-go-go. … Continue reading Too Busy?!
I have four beautiful children and two awaiting me in Heaven, snuggled in the arms of Jesus. I have been blessed. Yes, we wanted more. Yes, mental illness--the medicines I must take and the nature of, not only my mental illness, but my health issues as well--have stolen that away from me, but I am … Continue reading The Infertile and Her Man
Anytime her sisters get on her nerves, my seven-year-old will say, "Sisters! --Ugh!" I find it so comical! In reality, she looks up to her sisters. She does what they do, says what they say, claims to see what they see and smell what they smell even if she'd already started to say she'd seen … Continue reading Sisters! –Ugh!
