I have had some heavy posts lately, time to lighten the mood. Here is my 2015 Summer Bucket List brought to you by flip flops and bare feet. Here are my fourteen things to do in the next fourteen weeks until fall semester starts.
In chapter five of Galatians, Paul writes to the church encouraging them if they walk in the Spirit, fleshly pleasures will not satisfy them but when we live by the Spirit we will produce the fruit of the Spirit. This fruit is what we should strive for in our daily lives through walking with the Lord and spending time in his Word.
I struggle with all of these at one time or another, especially patience, gentleness, and self-control (just ask my family!). I can count on one hand the people I know who consistently show all the fruit in their daily lives. I recently lost one from my family. Last week we said good-bye to my Nanny Barb. She was my step dad’s mother who showed us what a Proverbs 31 wife looked like and someone who walked in step with the Lord.
Sunday Funday in pictures!
My view for most of the weekend as I finish the last two weeks of class, busy writing about critical literacy and blended learning. I am on my 4th cup of coffee and going strong! Loving our new patio set we finally ordered with our Christmas gift cards from Dad! We ate dinner last night, breakfast, and lunch out here!
My assistants aren’t very motivating…
Sleepy head woke up from her nap and wanted to do homework like Mommy. She has been practicing writing her name with these free printouts I found on Pinterest.
Waiting on Eddie to come home and go eat Mexican for dinner and the weekend will be complete. Hope you had a relaxing weekend!
Now that I have shared that I have a diagnosis of PTSD from two traumatic events that you can read about here, I would like to share with you how I have learned to cope with not only the diagnosis and symptoms, but also the feelings of unworthiness.
According to the DSM-V (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition) there are certain criterion or specifications that must be met in order to have a diagnosis.
“Diagnostic criteria for PTSD include a history of exposure to a traumatic event that meets specific stipulations and symptoms from each of four symptom clusters: intrusion, avoidance, negative alterations in cognitions and mood, and alterations in arousal and reactivity. The sixth criterion concerns duration of symptoms; the seventh assesses functioning; and, the eighth criterion clarifies symptoms as not attributable to a substance or co-occurring medical condition.”
Check. Check. and Double Check.
I have worked with counselors writing out the experiences, pretending they were movies, and much more in-depth therapies. I find they help for a while, make me become comfortable until there is a trigger such as a sight, sound, smell, or even a flashback that can be paralyzing. Here are a few ways I combat my symptoms.
Have you ever been diagnosed with an illness? You wake up feeling puny, make an appointment to see your doctor and $35 and a few prescriptions later, you know what you have and if you don’t feel better in 7-10 days, come back for a recheck.
Have you ever been diagnosed with a mental illness? You probably have many more hoops to jump through and a much higher deductible for your out of network psychiatrist (are there any in-network ones??). Medication may or may not be able to help you deal and it takes much longer than 7-10 days to see how your medication might help you or months of counseling before you even start to pick away at the issues your face daily.
I have a diagnosis I feel unworthy of, I do not even like to claim it for fear of the stigma attached.
While I was in undergrad, my pawpaw had a very bad stroke that affected his speech and the right side (his dominant) of his body. He is able to walk and his speech has improved, it isn’t the same as it was before but he can communicate pretty well. Before he had the stroke he was always tinkering. Working on a lawn mower here or a boat there, making odds and ends, he was always busy, but the stroke has really slowed him down. One of the things he would make before he had the stroke was wind chimes. My mom has had one on her front porch for years and one day I told her I wished I could have one too but I didn’t think he was capable of making them anymore and I never really thought about it again. After a very hard first year of marriage including a house fire (you can read about here), we had a very big 1st birthday party for AK to celebrate her and moving back into our house. I was so surprised to receive this!
It had taken him several months to make, but it is way better than any wind chime I could have bought in the store. I love to hear it every single day and when I get overwhelmed by all the silly things I have to take care of, I just listen to it and think of how hard he worked on it, how he persevered to give such a special gift with almost no use of his right hand. Continue reading