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Lately, I’ve been learning a lot about myself; the good, the bad, and the ugly.
InIspired by Jared Padalecki who plays Sam Winchester on one of my all time favorite television series, “Supernatural”. The Winchester Brothers fight demons, angels, and assorted gods and mythological creatures on the CW series, but in real life Jared fights his own demon; Depression. Having come out swinging against the stigma of mental illness, Jared has become the willing and hilarious poster boy for those living with mental illnesses and their families and friends. #AlwaysKeepFighting reminds us that the battle never ends, but thanks to this amazing actor (I’m not going to list all the ways he rocks, check out his site here, or follow him on Facebook or twitter, and read one single post from the guy and you’ll get it) a conversation has been started, and is taking the internet by storm. His co-stars are equally fantastic human beings, Jensen Ackles (Dean Winchester) and Misha Collins (Castiel…wait for it, there’s way more Misha to come in this post) have embraced their fandom in a truly Supernatural way. Very few celebrities have inspired so many to be better people by example the way these gentlemen do. Jared and Jensen team up off screen and save people in real life by reminding folks they aren’t alone, and that ANYONE can have these diseases here. SPN fans rejoiced Moose and Squirrel once again joined forces with this brilliant shirt.
I’m learning to explore and interact with my world more, thanks to the incredible guidance my exceptionally groovy therapist given me. She told me to “Be Intentional”. She left it there for me to ponder, and knowing my love of words, knew this would sow the seed of a linguistic enigma in my mind. She was so right. It’s not easy, being intentional, but it’s how I #AlwaysKeepFighting. My phenomenal boyfriend, affectionately called hereafter “Dimples”, has been unconditional in his love and support. The youngest clones, Tink and The Divine Miss Em, and just returned from a lovely vacation to southern Texas to spend a precious week with him, and it was glorious. Dimples supports me in everything; my career, my momness, and my illness. He’s naturally a quiet, shy guy, and has excellent listening skills. For the first time in my entire life, I’m positive the person I’m speaking to is actually interested in what I’m saying. That’s pretty freaking fantastic, in my book, because I tend to babble.
Dimples is joining me in this year’s GISHWHES Hunt. If you don’t know what that is, click here and prepare yourself for the ABNOSOME (yes, I know that’s a hybrid word, and yes I usually hate that, but somehow this works for me, and I retain the right to use slang if I want, and still have great grammar) that is Misha Collins’ brainchild. Not only do we get to join in the Greatest International Scavenger Hunt the World has Ever Seen, but we are helping others in the process. Talk about Instant Karma! This year is the 5th year of the hunt, and in the previous 4, Misha’s Minions, his fandom’s choice moniker, have made history each year by being entered into the Guinness Book of World Records SIX times for various Random Acts of Kindness and hilarious fun. I can’t wait till August 1, I’m so excited to be part of this! Help Misha help the world have a crazy fun time while performing random acts of abnosome. Thanks, Dimples, for being my partner in crime for gishwhes!
So, yeah, I’m Being Intentional, and I’m loving every minute of it, and I think it’s bringing a lot of positive changes to my life. I’ve just been given my first 5 star rating as a freelance writer and editor, and for the first time my dedication to my craft has paid off in a way I can see, and I’m ready to see what the next chapter brings. The possibilities are endless, and even if there are internal and external struggles, I will #AlwaysKeepFighting, because I have my kids, Dimples, great friends and family, renewed faith, The Winchester Brothers and an Angel in a trenchcoat, and The Beatles providing the soundtrack. That’s my idea of the perfect recipe for happiness.
Originally posted on elle est libre:
“He won’t lay a finger on you,
He won’t wreck your pretty face.
But he’ll tell you that you’re worthless
Just to put you in your place.”
Little Big Town, Evangeline
They said you can’t truly understand something until it happens to you.
They were right.
When I was young, I remember hearing a story from a friend about a woman and a man who started fighting in the car in front of my friend. The woman ran from the car and the man followed, brutally beating her and a passerby who tried to help, in front of dozens of people staring in shock.
Certainly after that she would leave him, wouldn’t she?
Only a few months later, we spotted the same woman – with the same man – in line together at a local restaurant. I asked myself for years following why she would stay. She was an idiot…
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Last month, my youngest daughters, my niece and her friend and I went to our first Comic Con. It was fantastic!! Located in Cape Girardeau, Missouri, The Osage Center was an awesome venue for such an event. Parking was more than adequate, and the general atmosphere was one of friendliness. The girls were all wide-eyed with wonder and amusement, and I’ll admit to being just as impressed! We spent the Saturday afternoon browsing and meeting authors and designers. Everywhere you looked, cosplay ruled the day. We had a blast checking out all of the costumes, and we decided we are definitely dressing for our next Comic Con.
The vendors were diverse, as were the authors and artists. As a mom, I was thrilled with the realization that not a single child that day seemed upset. Not even once. I can’t tell you how rare an event that is, in my experience. I had the immense pleasure of introducing my female companions to a world where girls can be whomever they wish. I was also humbled to meet great comic authors such as Gary Friedrich, author of Ghost Rider. Later research revealed him to be a Cape native, which I found cool. I also had the opportunity to meet several authors whose works I have now added to my reading list. I will do a followup blog on them at a later date.
Our first venture into the world of conventions assured me that this will be a family favorite for years to come. Since Cape Con, we’ve been watching for other conventions closer to home. I’m thankful to my Ma for surprising us with the day trip, it was a truly enjoyable experience, one we will surely repeat next year, for the entire weekend, since there was much more to explore that time didn’t allow for us. Such as meeting John Wesley Shipp, which was somewhat disappointing, but redeemed by purchasing a poster. Without further ado, here are a few pictures from Cape Comic Con, April 16, 2015, enjoy. ;)
Reblogging this, because I think it’s a subject we should really try to bring into the light. Survivors of domestic violence cannot simply “get over it”, they need the support of friends and family long after the physical wounds have healed.
Originally posted on The Oracle of Grooviness:
Woke up on Mother’s Day, and to her great surprise,
Was something she’d never wanted: broken ribs and two black eyes.
Christmas and Valentine’s Day brought more of the same,
Bruises and bitemarks, stitches and awful names.
They ask why she doesn’t leave, why she would “put up with that”?
Guess they don’t realize this isn’t a lover’s spat.
She’s not allowed to use the phone, the money, the car,
If she knew he couldn’t follow, oh, she would run so far.
Years went by before she found the nerve,
The law didn’t deliver justice, only papers would they serve.
She didn’t see it coming, this life after the abuse,
The spite from those around her, the friend that they would choose.
It often confused her, how far she could fall,
She’d done what they’d suggested and left after all.
Was this really better; broken, alone, and scared?
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