Wednesday 28 October 2015

So Much to Say.

Wow. There has been so much happening these past few months both personally and out there in the world: kid issues; a new relationship; a very long political campaign; ensueing election and a new government. It has actually made it hard for me to chose a topic. Really, this will be about all of these. 
What I have learnt through this time is that I just have to keep moving forward. And yes there were times when it seemed that a tortoise with a hernia was passing me. But whether they were grand strides, or wee baby steps I just kept taking them. 
I was battling a system that is archaic and does not understand the significance or how to deal with mental illness. I felt like I was not just battling a disease but the health care system to get the help needed. 
I challenge Prime Minister elect Justin Trudeau to take a hard look at how those with mental illness are treated.  I know there is a history in your family. I hope you and your loved ones were treated better than my family. 
Relationships are not for the faint hearted. There are always challenges: geographic; personal life choices; and of course the baggage accumulated over any lifetime. But just like with any relationship, honesty, patience, and the confidence to be yourself is the only way to go. 
Canada has just been through one of the longest election campaigns ever and all the parties went through ups and downs in the polls. Thank God the ordeal is over; no more mud slinging; no more creations of issues that really weren't issues; and the spin doctors putting in extra hours. Canadians have chosen a change. Let's hope we get it. 
All these events taught me that Life ain't for wimps. Courage is needed everyday. Sometimes that means heading into aa battle  head on and others it means to retreat and regroup. True wisdom is knowing when to do what. 

1 comments:

Unknown said...

Amen, girl... precisely why I need to share this.

Need some new fangled thots, ideers, names? "Step right up, lad!!" cries the carnival barker: if I'm a sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we write the Word:

I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girl passed-away at 17.

"Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness as bright as stars for all eternity" -Daniel 12:3

Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.

Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
See you Upstairs...
I won't be joining'm in da nasty Abyss
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-YOUTHwitheTRUTH
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PS While nobody is as brilliant as Dean Koontz, the absolute one thang nobody else possesses is YOU. So if ya need names, too, I gotta lotta cool ones. Lemme gonna gitcha started:

Oak Woods, Athena Noble, Autumn Rose, Faith Bishop, Dolly Martin, Willow Rhodes, Cocoa Major, China Stone, Bullwark Burnhart, Magnus Wilde, Kardiak Arrest, Will Wright, Goldy Silvers, Sophie Sharp, Gloria Hood, Violet Snow, Lizzy Roach, BoxxaRoxx, Aunty Dotey, Romero Stark ...

God blessa youse
-Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL

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