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The “Painful” Truth
My husband often says that I sleep funny. It’s true, I don’t deny it. I take an almost soldier-like stance in my sleep. Flat on my back with hands to my side or sometimes, if that’s not comfortable, the same position except turned to my side. I have one pillow but it’s not your typical pillow. It’s a long, half-oval shaped one constructed of foam as opposed to anything soft or remotely pliable. It’s firm but purposefully so. Years ago I began struggling with intense migraines. Debilitating shots of pain so intense your entire body ached. If functioning were even possible then the accompanying nausea usually did me in. There…
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The Comparison Trap
Honestly, sometimes I feel like this guy. Exhausted. Stretched beyond my limit. Feeling like I’m not measuring-up; that somehow I’ve managed to come-up short yet again. Feeling simply like a failure. Anybody relate? Those feelings are certainly not due to a lack of effort either. Oh, no. You see I’ve strained, grunted, and reached with what has seemed akin to super-human effort only to fall measurably short of the end goal. It’s as if at times every fiber of my being has been stretched, pulled, and utterly taxed by the effort. Yesterday, as I was showing my husband the “re-launch“, which he’s heard me talk and brainstorm through for…
