My life My perceptions

Yesterday was a decent day although my belly is acting up. Cramping and diarrhea seem to be my routine at the moment. And my fissure has reopened. So starting fresh there another 6 weeks of healing. So today I will be blogging and writing so I am able to get up and down if the 'urge' hits. I was up off and on most of last night. I never felt less like blogging. My Journey continued: Dinner on my birthday night was all the comfort food. I had a french slam with hot chocolate. No coffee for me because I wanted to sleep. It was good food but not outstanding. When we got back to the room I called my daughter because we had been having an argument. I will not go into details, just that when I thought the conversation was going well she hung up the phone. What did I say? When I called back her husband answered and lets just say he made me pissed off so I hung up on him. I was so tired and cranky and that is never a great time to try to resolve problems. I knew I needed t

I have decided it is time for my life to be my own. I am going to take charge and change things. In the past I have made some effort in that direction today I am going to go the whole 9 yards. No ifs ands or buts. No excuses. I am the only one who can change me. The beginning of that is this blog. I will be opening my heart and soul here. I may say things that make people uncomfortable and even angry. I have been told the Internet is no place to put your feelings. I learned from reading both my daughter in law's and my step daughter's blogs that sometimes it is the best place to vent those feelings. This is a new age and time. I do not want to bury myself anymore. Where to start? There are so many things running in my brain. I think I will start with the journey I just finished to get to the physical place I am at now. The emotional one is still a long way away. Although I am beginning to see and realize where I am supposed to be. On November 4 th , my 49 th birthday, I lef

Yesterday I left California for my first trip out of the continental United States. My stomach was all knotted up and I could hardly sleep the night before. However, I was okay with that, as I believed I would be able to get some sleep on the plane. Getting to SFO was not a problem. Rich drove me. We left at about 1pm so I knew I would be there at least 2 hours before the flight. We had weighed my bags before leaving so I was pretty sure there would be no problem there. On the way to SFO I realize that Rich had placed all my bags, including my carry-on in the back. The only reason this was bad was I wanted to double check a few details before I got to the airport. Oh well, it could wait. Then I really looked at him and could not believe what my eyes told me. Did I not just tell him the other day that I would appreciate him looking at least presentable when we go out? Not in stained or ripped clothing please. Matching clothes would be nice. He was actually wearing a yellow and gr