Cajun Witch

Well, it seems I have my diagnosis.  The doctor is confident it's Trigeminal neuralgia and neuropathy.     Those may not be spelled correctly.   It gets better--all of my tests were normal, which is a good thing.  However, it also means that there is no real reason as to why this started.   It gets even better--the doctor, although trying to stay positive for her patient, didn't give much hope.  She more or less said things may fade but they'll come back.  She also said that the numbness will prolly not go away. I don't think I've processed it all just yet.  I do know I was overly angry yesterday at the world.  I hated that.  I put out way too much negativity into the universe.   I go from anger to depression to nothing in moments.  And in between is pain and my brain not thinking.  I keep telling myself to just be normal.  But all of this stuff is neurological--it's brain stuff.  How can...

I have returned from our long journey in Minnesota.  We drove there, moved my husband in, spent time adventuring, and drove home.  We have been home for a couple of days, and I'm still exhausted! So much happened in the past few weeks... I fell more in love with Minnesota My daughter lost a dear friend I struggled with my depression knowing I'd have to leave my husband there I was outdoors more than I've been since I was a kid I also found it hard to be a witch up there...mostly because most of my books and things were down south.  I did my daily card pull from my Oracles still...and 9 out of 10 I pulled the "well being" card.  I know now that it was fussing me.  I didn't put myself first up there very much.  I wanted my daughter to get the most out of our time.  It became even more important after her friend took his life.   A child should never have to struggle with such loss.  I was so worried about her.  She went into id...

I think that title diminishes how big of a shift I had yesterday. First off, we woke up bright and early and went fishing in the Gulf.  I was exhausted because we moved The Girl out of her dorm Friday.  However, I knew the water and wind would help me.  And boy, did it!  I enjoyed every wave.  Each splash in my face awakened me.  The wind swirling around me cleansed me.  I felt so much peace. Then, the horror of my evening.  I thought The Boy's dog peed on my floor.  For the record, that's how she retaliates.  And for two days in a row we weren't home to let her be free in the house.  My anxiety broke when I requested The Hubby's help and he didn't come straight away.  Then, when I tried to apologize, he made it worse.  He got short with me, threw down some things to get them out the way of the mess, and made a mess of my altar area.  I felt like I was the one thrown on the wall.  I broke.  I curled up i...