The day I crashed my own party!
It fascinates me how one innocent moment in my life. A moment that should have been fun, carefree and joyous, can turn into such a pivotal moment of regret for the rest of my life.
It all started with a simple decision.
A choice that I made when I was maybe 8 or 9 years old, that has clung to my memory like a parasite . . .
We all live it. Breathe it. Endure it. But do we ever accept it?
For me, it all started when I was 30. Until then it never crossed my mind. I think in some unrealistic, fantastical part of my brain I actually thought I was going to escape the process.
I was an anomaly. An exception to the rule. Aging didn't . . .
Posted in: about me
Searching for life's purpose
At the time it seemed like such a ludicrous question.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I scrunched up my nose and frowned. How could I possibly know the answer to that question? I hadn't even finished High School.
I looked at my dad and shrugged my shoulders, replying indignantly.. . .
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The strength of a mother
I am someone that has always questioned life, my existence, and why I'm here.
Maybe it's because I never knew my biological father, that I was a 60's baby born out of wedlock and that my mother's decision to keep me was made final by the universe. That I withstood her anguish and desperate actions. But that I . . .
My Nemesis to Progress
OMG!! I drive myself insane. My brain doesn't stop jumping from one thing to the next.
Deciding to set up this blog was a great idea and I couldn't be happier BUT deciding how to come across, what to reveal about myself, my idealistic long term goal for how I want this to play out is kicking me left, right, and all over the . . .
Blogging for my Sanity
The word 'anchor' has been making random appearances in my brain lately. Tapping at my thoughts as if hoping to be let in. And I can't help but think it's no coincidence. That maybe the universe is giving me a nudge. A well meaning "Hey Ruth, get yourself together!" Telling me that perhaps it's time to anchor . . .