I used to be a big believer in a cardinal relationship rule: Never go to bed angry.
The idea of this was that if you get into a relationship argument, no matter the time of day, you should resolve your disagreement before you and your loved one retire for the night.
Depending on the time of day, » Read more
There are lots of important things I was never told about relationships. Not told by popular depictions of course, which are really a strange way to learn about what relationships are like (although a lot of us do learn primarily this way).
But also not told by my parents. Or anyone else, really. » Read more
It’s funny the things we tend to romanticize. A lot of folks romanticize danger. Living on the edge. The thrill of hunting something precarious. Finding someone who’s hard to get. Hard to keep.
There’s a rush in the conquest, they want us to believe.
And for a long while, I thought that was where it was at. » Read more
A few weeks ago, someone I love very much passed away. I’m noticing that I get less sick every time I type that. Or every time I speak it aloud.
On one hand, this upsets me. Because as frightening as the pain of the early days was, this new shift troubles me. Because I don’t want to forget him. » Read more
When I was a very little girl, very little, before I went into kindergarten, I would sometimes fall asleep downstairs on the couch.
And instead of waking me up and telling me to go up to my own bed, when I was this little, my father would instead pick me up and carry me. » Read more
I’m flustered again, mystified by the inexplicably bad behavior of someone else.
It’s not just disappointing behavior, mind you; it verges on the absurd.
I share this with a friend of mine. He thinks for a moment, before saying, “What you have to remember, Page, is that most people have the emotional regulation of a flea.” » Read more
You’re gone. And everything has changed.
But nothing has.
Lots of folks still say and do disappointing things. There are very few people like you in the world. People who do a lot but don’t do it for the glory. People who are too busy doing things to notice if anyone else notices them. » Read more
I’m not saying I don’t have a mean streak.
I’m absolutely capable of saying unkind things. Being insulting, cruel.
And when that mean streak is activated, I’ve been known to wound with words. The same mental systems that write love poetry or give grand compliments can easily be turned into a kind of war machinery. » Read more
I have been publishing daily articles on this blog since September 1, 2016. This site existed for several years before then, but it was called something different and functioned more like a regular journal than a themed website.
I’ve managed during these past 3.5 years to be rather consistent and put out content regardless of whatever chaos was ensuing in my personal life. » Read more
I’ve never quite known what to do with birthday cards. Especially ones plastered with flowers. Or Bible verses.
Clearly intended for another recipient. One who has done a little better living up to what other people expected of her.
Not for me. Not for the little girl whose hair never behaves. » Read more