Re-Introduction: I am…

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I started this journey in 2019, and since then, I have had my heart and life shattered, I have quietly sorted out most of the pieces, put them back together, only to have my heart shattered again. Then, it felt as if the pieces had been stolen by The Pandemic.

This time, organizing the pieces will still be painful, but putting them back together will be simpler, because I know how to better organize and fit them into place, delicately and deliberately. I am in exactly the right place at every moment.

I am loved.

I am grateful.

I am wise.

I am fierce.

I am resilient.

I am empowered.

I am Enough.

I am a woman that owns my sexuality.

I am the daughter of domestic abuse.

I am a partner, and a soul mate, and a lover.

I am worthy of love and belonging.

I am a dreamer in a rigid world.

I am the woman your mother warned you about; the one that stands her ground, and the star peg in the round hole.

I am a lonely lotus.

The Woman in Black.

The Phoenix Risen.

And I am here to Fuck. Shit. Up.

Simple Date Night Honeymoon

This is not a paid endorsement or an ad. I’m not opposed to one, though. Call me, Perry 😘

My husband and I got married on Halloween, and it was such a magical day. When I walked into the room and saw my husband, our eyes locked, he walked over to me, and everyone disappeared. And then I twirled my dress, because of course I did.

Hallowedding of Emily and Patrick

Because we were in one of the many waves of Covid and lack of money, we weren’t able to go on a honeymoon, nor did we have any ideas as to what we wanted to do. Plus all of the cool places I’d normally want to go, like Salem, Vegas, New Orleans, are full of people. Fuck people, and fuck that shit.

Patrick’s boss, however, was generous enough to gift us with a gift card from Perry’s Steak House, which, just passing by it in the car makes me feel poor.

Things have been pretty difficult lately; I lost my job, I am having to learn to let go of toxic people in my life, my husband’s job has been stressful, and I’m tired just from writing it.

So we made reservations, dressed up, and went to dinner. Let me tell you, if you have something special to celebrate and don’t mind spending extra money, it is well worth the experience.

They created a heart with real rose petals in honor of our Honeymoon. It felt so special.

Our food was incredible and the service was phenomenal. We stayed off our phones, and simply enjoyed each other’s company during a very boujee dinner. I am so grateful to have been given the gift of an experience. Things come and go, but the memories that are created during those experiences are precious and priceless.

I am grateful for generosity, for a reason to get dressed up, and for the memories we created. I am forever grateful to my love, my rock, and forever my pain in the ass.

Love, respect, and gratitude.

Setting Intentions for the Week

Thank you in advance for your time.

Thank you in advance for finishing my current book. What did it teach me? How does it serve me? How can I implement what serves me into my life?

Thank you in advance for starting a fresh book and engrossing myself in it.

Thank you in advance for feeling more at home on my blog, and for publishing 3 times this week.

Thank you in advance for 10 likes this week.

Thank you in advance for proactive laziness.

Thank you in advance for good health for Patrick, the babies and and I.

Thank you in advance for clarity and getting my ass into gear. Thank you in advance for creating for setting my priorities and creating an actionable plan by planning backwards.

Thank you in advance for job call backs.

Thank you in advance for new glasses.

Thank you in advance for financial prosperity.

Remember: I am in exactly the right place at every moment. Don’t lose faith.

What I Learned This Week

Sometimes, the truth is so much worse than you think, but despite the sheer amount of pain that it causes can be the key to setting you free. What they say is true: Freedom isn’t free.

Living in silence is not living; it’s oppression and fear.

Reaching out to find an answer is better than not ever knowing. Knowledge is power, and I am powerful.

When things are hard, go to your girlfriends and talk some mad smack, and then work through it. It’s the unwritten Burn Book, and it is magical.

Stop looking allowing people from your past take away from the now. You can’t take it back, and you didn’t know.

You are so much stronger than you think.

Finally, the sun will keep shining, time will keep moving, and as long as I take the time to breathe, I’m going to be okay.

I am in exactly the right place at every moment.

Supine Flu

Supine Flu Do you struggle when the alarm goes off every morning? If you have a really hard time, you could have something called dysania. This means…

Supine Flu

I have been experiencing this off and on since the beginning of the Pandemic; my poor snooze button is worn out. Side note, I think it’s morbidly funny that “pandemic” is a new part of our daily vocab.

Some days it doesn’t even feel worth it to get out of bed, since at the end of the day, we’re not that far from it in the first place. I find myself working from bed more and more, and shortly after, sprawled out and probably napping.

I have a whole new respect for stay-at-home parents and people working from home before this bull shit begun. How do you do it?

What kind of things can I implement to make me get out of bed (and making it doesn’t help)?