My happiness project officially ended a couple of weeks ago. Shall I announce, now, that I am happy happy happy? Well, I am. Sometimes.
In January of 2010, I started working through Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project: Or, Why I Spent a Year Trying to Sing in the Morning, Clean My Closets, Fight Right, Read . . . → Read More: Happy Happy Joy Joy
Do you ever get the feeling that you are exactly where you’re supposed to be? I was lucky enough to experience that twice this past week. The first time was when we got our new cat. The second time was when I walked into the Shambhala Center on Wednesday night.
They have open meditation from . . . → Read More: Sit Still
I have never been so happy to put a year behind me. Really. Never. And I’ve had some pretty astoundingly bad years.
Ironically, I was much more depressed in 2009 than in 2010. In fact, a year ago today, I was reading through my mamaTRUE posts for 2009 and realizing that I had become progressively . . . → Read More: Living with Myself
I turned forty yesterday morning at 10:20 a.m. At the time, my feet were being readied for blue nail polish. I have a knack for picking colors with problematic names. Yesterday’s was Happy Anniversary. Okay, I’m divorced. But it was the anniversary of my birth, so I went for it.
My big plan for the weekend was to rest. Then I spent the first half of today trying to rest, which is (I think) the opposite of resting.
First, I had to figure out whether I should take the cat-piss down comforter to the dry cleaners or if I could wash it at home. Then . . . → Read More: Rest in Peace
I told Mike last week that I couldn’t get divorced on Friday. I didn’t want to spend the weekend of Cavanaugh’s birthday grieving the divorce. Maybe I’d feel relieved, or tired, or I’d be hysterical. I didn’t know. I didn’t want to risk . . . → Read More: Condolences & Congratulations
One of the keys to self-care is balance. Balancing self-care between physical, emotional, intellectual, spiritual and relational/social helps to ensure that our efforts to take care of ourselves don’t turn into escapism or overindulgence.
That being said, I totally over-indulged in social/relational self-care the last week or so. I was having a hard time and . . . → Read More: 7 Social Self Care Tips
Lose weight. Exercise. Eat better. Well, sure, those are great ways to take care of yourself physically, but when you’re barely taking care of yourself at all because, say, you’re a parent to a young child or an older child with school and homework and music class and soccer, when are you going to fit . . . → Read More: 5 Easy Ways to Take Care of Your Body
Do you ever get to the end of the day and have no idea what you did, or ate, or wore? Where were you? Who did you talk to? What happened to all those hours?
Frequently at bedtime, Cavanaugh and I play “Let’s Talk About the Day.” We either talk about what we did that . . . → Read More: Seeking Balance
“You’re looking so much better,” is a strange kind of compliment, but one that I happily took today. It came from a man I’ve been seeing in meetings I started attending in February, twelve days before I agreed to a divorce.
I definitely wasn’t looking so hot back then, but the comment today was not . . . → Read More: Dump the Frump
mamaTRUE is about listening to that still small voice inside of us telling us what it needs--in the same way we listen to the small voices of our children asking for what they need. We must be true to that voice. We must take care.
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