Reclaiming our bodies and identities through the empowering art of self portrait photography.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
56.
I'm on a ladder, cleaning out the gutters. Another beautiful day in Idaho. We just arn't getting snow this year.
Thanksgiving was a lonely and sad day. Nothing like a holiday as a painful reminder that I have no family. It may sound selfish but I was sad that we weren't invited anywhere. I tried to make it special for my son and sister. I didn't want my sadness to ruin their day. I made a small dinner and we watched Red Box movies all day. And I cried. I am much better now. Finishing up the last of the fall yard work. Back to school on Monday after a week off. I am thinking of you girls.
Thanksgiving was a lonely and sad day. Nothing like a holiday as a painful reminder that I have no family. It may sound selfish but I was sad that we weren't invited anywhere. I tried to make it special for my son and sister. I didn't want my sadness to ruin their day. I made a small dinner and we watched Red Box movies all day. And I cried. I am much better now. Finishing up the last of the fall yard work. Back to school on Monday after a week off. I am thinking of you girls.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
135
My plans were thwarted tonight by winter weather. I was supposed to go to a concert with a friend but the roads are slippery. So now I am gonna make some Tikka Masala, have a glass of wine and paint. And my hair is curled ... it's been awhile. My husband was the photographer tonight :)
Thursday, November 17, 2011
130, 131, 132 and Serendipity
I collect the fortunes from fortune cookies, I have since high school. At the time I received this one I was just coming to terms that I had PTSD shortly after I was lead to start reading Jenny's blog. Something had a plan for me that I would meet a few life long kindred spirits. There is goodness. Love you all.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
51.
you know that box of old pictures that we might all have in our closets, or garage? The one with all the old pictures from our childhood and a bunches of random people we may not know? I finally felt strong enough to look thru and throw all the pictures away that I don't want. I have avoided these boxes for years, afraid of being triggered. I had a few little speed bumps going through the boxes. But in therapy I have been learning to deal with reactions, flashbacks and triggers. I wish I could have burned them, but I don't have a fire pit. I had a huge sense of relief and strength as I threw them in the trash. Everyday can be a struggle to live in the 'right now.' Today I feel stronger. Today is about 'right now.'
Saturday, November 12, 2011
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