I don’t know how we can each have twenty-four hours in a given day, and yet it can vary so. Much. In how long they each, one by one, take to pass. Today has been the second longest day of my life. The longest was the one I sat by my dying mother’s bedside. Today, […]
The last time I remember (unintentionally) putting myself first, I was probably in high school; I was happy, I was healthy, and I was failing. Is it possible to put my wellness first AND be a fully functioning adult with ADHD? Let’s find out!
Well, here I sit on an airplane, jet-setting across the country from Orlando to Phoenix for a work trip. My beloved partner dropped me off at the airport and, after a lengthy, proper kiss goodbye, I was on my way. I have a booster in my arm and a mask on my face–and though I […]
As I drove my parakeet to the vet for what feels like the hundredth time, I listened to podcasts on WordPress; one theme occurred repeatedly: What are you an authority on? The concept was about search engines; they want to see where your expertise lies, to show the very best content, the most relevant… but […]
An Instagram post recently resonated with me: I feel like people struggle with this on the whole. It’s why so many of us compare our imperfect lives to heavily filtered versions of other people’s “reality”. It’s why we don’t offer ourselves a measure of grace when we fail to live up to our own or […]
I used to write, all the time, about whatever sundry topic happened to flit into my brain. As an adult, though, I feel… shy? Is that the right word? Hesitant, perhaps? Randomly blogging about my life feels self-aggrandizing at best and totally narcissistic at worst. However, I met my very best friend in the whole […]
There’s an old wisdom—that we often regret the things we didn’t do far more than the things we did. I’ve decided this sentiment doesn’t apply to kids—it is far better to regret the children you didn’t have than regret the ones you did have.
Sure, sometimes, when my love holds babies (rare that it currently is due to COVID), it does something funny to my ovaries, but that’s simple, basic biology.
However, I am far more than my genetic programming.
“I feel like Batman beat me up,” a teacher friend told me a day after she received her second COVID vaccine.
“Adam West Batman or Ben Affleck Batman?”
“Christian Bale hockey pants Batman.”
True. Freaking. Statement.
I can confirm: the second (Pfizer) vaccination side effects are rather unpleasant, especially when you already exist in a state of chronic inflammation. It’s so incredibly worth it, though. TL;DR? Get your vaccine.
There is talk of letting the virus run its course. Of murdering people in the name of “herd immunity”. Tell me: If someone goes to an understaffed, overworked, jam-packed hospital ER with no beds available and not enough surgeons to go around, then ends up dying from neglect because it’s the best the medical staff can offer during the height of a preventable second massive wave of a pandemic, is that counted as a COVID death?
Adventures await us on the other side of this pandemic. I can’t help it if I’m a little impatient, though.