Saturday, November 26, 2016

Thanksgiving is Christmas Maybe.

I spend the day after Thanksgiving in my pjs.
And yesterday was no different.

As evident in the picture above, Layla and Zeke spent the day after Thanksgiving recovering from their Thanksgiving panic attack at having so many strangers (to them) in our house.

I'm not a Black Friday shopper at all, and I host Thanksgiving, so I take the day after just for me. 
I went to bed around 8:30 p.m. on Thanksgiving and slept until 10:00 a.m. on Black Friday and then just piddled around all day in the house. 

Piddling is my favorite, y'all...and I can easily get caught up in it.  My ability to do nothing and enjoy it may come from the fact that I was an only child for 11 years and learned to entertain myself.  
I'm not afraid of being by myself; I actually need it sometimes. 

When I got up yesterday, I took the dogs out and just laughed at my backyard.
The number of kids at our house on Thanksgiving increases each year, and they may have outnumbered the adults this year.
It certainly looked that way in my backyard.
But, here's the thing. 
I laughed.
I really did.

The irony that my backyard looked like we hosted a fraternity party did not escape me...but I laughed.

I have a peace.
A peace that I'm on the right track.
A peace that at this moment, today, I'm doing what God wants me to do.
Now, that doesn't mean that peace won't fluctuate...don't get me wrong...but for right now, there is peace.

My brother-in-law said Thanksgiving should be our Christmas.  When we all come together to enjoy each other and our families without the gifts and the pressure and the noise and the chaos surrounding a holiday that has become anything but what it was intended, that is our Christmas.

So Thanksgiving is Christmas?


So what does that mean?

I have no idea.

But, I'm going to be thinking about it for quite some time.

Monday, November 21, 2016

I launched y'all!!

I did it. 
I launched!!
I've decided that I am going to follow where I feel the Lord is leading me in this season of my life. 

Wide Awake Wellness is my new ministry.  
Instagram is my main launching point right now, and if you want to find me there, I'm at @wideawakewellness

My blog isn't going to's still going to be the deeper parts of me.  
I feel safer here than anywhere probably.  
Right now the only people who are here are strangers pretty much.  I'm not quite ready to go blaring my soul everywhere all the time...yet.  

My life changed in May this year.
6 months ago, I stopped drinking and recommitted my life to Christ.  I didn't make any big announcements because that's just not me.  I do have a co-worker who is a recovering alcoholic who has been pivotal in my decision to stop drinking and to deal with my anxiety and depression wide awake...hence the name of my ministry. 

I was so afraid for so long to talk about it...I think over the last 5 years of this blog I have very definitely alluded to the problems. 
I was so scared to just say it.  
When I launched this weekend, I can't tell you how freeing it was.
To just say I'm a recovering alcoholic.

That's the scariest sentence I've every typed, y'all.
But, I typed it.

Sure did.
Now that all my secrets are the light, I'll be here more often.  
No promises about how often, type of content, organization,'s taken me 6 months to get to actually call It what It is.
The stopping drinking, however, was the easy part (in comparison).

Dealing with the causes of my drinking...anxiety and depression...are not easy at all...please notice I used a present tense verb there.
Drinking was simply a way to push back the real numb put them NOT deal with them.

But, I am dealing now.

I don't always do it well...
But, I am dealing.

Thank you, Lord for you unending, unconditional mercy and grace.
Not sure where I would be without it.

I'm ok.
I really am.

So very much to be thankful for this holiday season!!