Animal rescue non-profits cannot run on nice comments and prayers (which are appreciated by the way – rescuers deal with some pretty sad business, so encouragement is always welcome). What they need are volunteers to help share the work, to help with transports, to help out at events. They need donations of money, time, pet…
If you ever had the chance to meet my dad, it is unlikely that you would have forgotten him. For those who knew him and loved him, don’t be sad that he is gone. Be happy that you knew him. What an amazing life. From plowing fields behind horses and delivering milk in wagons, the…
The V.A. has enabled me to do a lot of my PTSD therapy at home via Telehealth. I was provided with an iPad mini for this purpose. The last several weeks I have done therapy at home, and am very grateful for this. I’m able to stay home and stay safe, while my state is…
THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 2020 I’ll start this off by reminding readers that I am not a mental health professional. I write from the perspective of a person who lives with a myriad of mental and emotional health issues. Those that have followed my haphazard blog along it’s bumpy road, know some of the reasons and…
Well, here it is. April 12, 2020. Easter Sunday. I doubt there are many people that would have believed the difference between Easter last year, compared to this year. I can speak for myself and say I wouldn’t have believed it, had anyone told me this is the way it would be. We are several…
I have not blogged since February of this year. For those of you that have followed my writing, you know my last post was about MST. In the months that followed, my depression worsened, and I really spiraled into despair. I wouldn’t even leave my house anymore, not even to go outside and fetch our…
I am a MST survivor. Military Sexual Assault. Sexual Assault. Rape. My sexual assault occurred in 1984 in Frankfurt, Germany. I had been in-country less than two weeks, and this was my first duty station. I was 18, a private (PV2), my rapist was a sergeant. Alcohol was involved. I was not able to stop…
A few months ago, while dinking around on Facebook, I came across a question. Readers were asked to name their favorite sound. A single sound. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t pick just one. So, off I went on a fun little project for myself, making a list of favorite sounds. Here’s what I came…
“If you want to plant roots in your own community, bless someone less fortunate than yourself with wings to soar.” (Maria Appleby) Time costs you nothing. Wave to your neighbors. Check on the elderly in your neighborhood. Become a mentor. Go to your local shelter and walk a dog, or pet the kitties in the…
Two Sundays ago (March 5, 2017) we lost our beloved little Sam. He was just barely six months old. He rapidly developed an unexplained, and terribly high fever. He had not been sick, nor did he display any other signs or symptoms. We took him to the University of Illinois Small Animal Clinic knowing what…