🚙 Headed back home to visit family. I’m hoping to still blog a bit while I’m gone but I doubt I’ll have time for visiting all of you lovelies. See you when I get back 6/17!
I used to write, all the time.
Poems, journals, songs.
It used to ease my troubled mind.
Ease wounds of the past that spiraled out of control
with each family members passing, the spiral winding.
Pieces of a broken child,
frightened life never reconciled,
and a mother that never had the help she required
or the forgiveness from me that she probably desired.
Secrets that family spoke of in hushed tones,
and some denied out of very existence
in their world of truthful resistance.
I ran away
But not from family
Not from my sister or brother.
Not even from her, our mother
I ran away so someone would run after the broken child who’s wounds wouldn’t heal.
Who’s scars ripped and bled all over easily when that pain was revealed.
Growing up feeling unwanted,
with the screams of yesterdays echoing in my head,
and injuries inflicted hidden from public misled.
I ran because I wanted someone to care that I ran.
A few did, and the others made me out to be evil incarnate
for “leaving” family behind like I had a masterful plan.
Little did you know how little I knew
of what family really was supposed to do.
That hugs didn’t have to hurt.
And words weren’t supposed to belittle and bruise.
It was much later I realized family was a word I misused.
And then it became easy to run.
Others opened arms to be a family to the child with broken dreams.
Most them having been broken and also undone.
Searching for family to heal their wounds too.
As years passed it became harder to try to come home to all of you.
Everyone was family but yet strangers to me.
Little did you know that I’d have a hard time talking to you.
Painfully shy and lost for words, I swear it’s true.
I always hoped you’d fill in the void and seek me out and make me stay,
make hear what you had to say.
We were all broken in all our own little ways
and we all tried to pick our pieces up and mend our souls
to move forward forging our own paths but still un-whole.
What I’ve learned is that we have all grieved not having each other.
Or grieved the family torn apart.
I grieved in my own way missing my sister, my brother.
You in yours, and her in hers
we tried our best to live in some way.
Our parents passed from this life with their own wounds
still wide open and bleeding upon us.
Leaving us to heal and stitch and break wide open.
Time and time again always in motion.
From dust to dust
Now you both have left me,
brother years ago and sister you today.
And the floodgates have opened yet again with rivers of tears I hide away.
Because only we knew, only we were there.
All the years we let be lost to each other.
Of pride or ego or was it something more altogether?
Did we see the reflections of the past when we looked in each others eyes?
Even now the tears well up deep inside.
My brother, we took those wounds and bled all over what we touched.
A chosen few wiped the blood we spilled and stayed.
Giving only love, despite what we shed and let lay.
They healed our wounds and showed us what love was.
Many thought you were the fortunate son.
Because you were the strong of the three.
You ran but revisited often.
Healing what you could and leaving the rest be.
Then retreat back to your home when needed.
I wish more of you had rubbed off on me.
I just ran and ran never knowing how or what to be.
Our sister, she stayed behind wishing the same as I
That someone would call,
would visit, or notice us at all.
She and I never knew how to move on..
Sister, I ache for you, and your loving heart.
You never ran, instead you hid and stayed
but to the rest of the family you never really felt a part.
Your love for your children and their own knew no bounds.
It is there where your broken heart lived,
where you prayed for family healing to be found.
A generation of sadness, tears a common sound.
In the end your life was lived for them,
The children you bore,
the grandma you had become
Not for yourself, but to help them overcome.
My heart is glad we could finally see just each other in our gaze.
Took a long while for us to get past the sadness,
and angers haze.
There’s never enough time though, is there?
I guess post life we’ll have to finish all the repair.
So nephews, what have I learned in all of these years?
What wisdom can I impart to help through all of our tears?
Our Mom, your Grandma, had wounds too, huge ones that bled on us.
That broke us, molded us and shoved us out into the world.
And that blood fell from us and landed on you.
But she needed love and she needed healing too.
So did we and now so do you.
The generations before us need the wounds to close.
as do the generations that have and will follow.
Time to end the cycle that left us all mournful and hollow.
To my Father who to this day I still don’t understand
or know for sure your part in the play that was our life.
To me you were a sad bystander who did little to change or take a stand.
To my Mother for learning too late that you were me and I was you.
That you were pregnant late in life at a time when post par-tum was new,
and still misunderstood.
And instead of helping,
others just hushed the incidents away
believed you would somehow be ok.
To my Brother for never telling him nearly enough how much he meant to me.
And that most of my anger and distancing
was just misplaced adolescent jealousy.
To my Sister for leaving her alone in her sadness for far too long.
And not being the sister she needed to stay strong.
To my family for needing to heal and grow
before being emotionally able to finally come home.
It wasn’t really ever any of you.
It was me not knowing how to heal or pick up a phone.
Or how about breathing, or how to forgive.
Or how to seek for you to forgive,
my part in perpetuating a generation
of sadness and pain, even forgetting at times to live.
I miss my family more than words can say.
I miss those who have passed and gone too far away.
My wish is for generations of hard feelings to be mended,
and distance between us all be transcended.
If for no other reason, then at least for the children who remain grieving,
upon the tear swept day of my sisters leaving.
Let’s not let the generations that follow,
become as empty, nor as hollow.
We’ve suffered silently apart to long
not letting the sorrows of the past be gone.
Let’s let her legacy
and that of our brother,
Be of healing and helping
Your Aunt, your cousin, your great aunt, your great cousin, and always your family…
With all my love,
My Sister, Linda
Not only am I an INFJ personality type, but I am also highly Empathic and borderline HSP (Highly Sensitive Person). I am a true INFJ and a hold all the traits of an Empath but can also show moments of HSP depending on what I’m going through in life. I ran across these on Introvert Dear. They had a total of 24, but these are the ones that completely resonated with me. The others seemed to be an incomplete representation of me so I left the others out. But if you’d like to read the article in its entirety, head over to 24 Cartoons That Will Deeply Resonate With Introverts (Especially INFJs) to read on!
Unfortunately, sometimes even those closest to you don’t “get” your need for alone time.
If you’re an INFJ (or similar introverted personality type), you read others well and intuitively understand the things that go unspoken.
Underneath your calm exterior is a rich, emotional world.
And you don’t let just anybody into your life.
You live to connect intimately with others.
Because you do care — intensely — even when others don’t see that.
Want more cartoons? Check out Aaron’s book, Text, Don’t Call: An Illustrated Guide to the Introverted Life.
Located on the north end of Long Beach Island, Barnegat Light is one of the most unique places on our island. It’s know for it’s quaint and peaceful environment, Barnegat Light has the widest beaches on LBI, and is one of the busiest commercial seafood ports on the East Coast, and the Barnegat Lighthouse State Park is a very popular tourist attraction. If you are looking for some peace and quiet, wide streets to bicycle on, and beaches with open space, Barnegat Light is a must-see when you’re at the Jersey Shore!
Hubby and I are planning to do the Full Moon Lighthouse Climb here in September!
Blood test showed his liver and gallbladder levels are up. There are a couple reasons this could be.
1. He stopped eating because he has a bit of infection somewhere. Maybe even urinary. When cats stop eating for a couple days it’s hard for them to bounce back. When a cat stops eating and rapid weight loss starts, protein supplies are soon exhausted and the liver becomes overwhelmed by all the fat. This results in a condition known as hepatic lipidosis, which can lead to liver failure. Bottom line, whatever illness big or small, when cats stop eating their bodies begin using their fat supply which makes them think they don’t need food. And so whatever illness they are fighting gets compounded by them not eating.
2. Or, he may have cancer or another more serious issue.
Either way, the way the blood panel read, his nausea and not eating is not likely being caused by his ibd meds (prednisone). In the long run, that’s good because he may need to stay on a small dosage to control his advanced ibd.
So his antibiotics he got on Tuesday will last in his system 2 weeks. We now have to get him to continue eating. If it’s just an infection he needs his strength to get better. So last night he started anti nausea meds and an appetite stimulant (cream on his ear). He seems to be improving quickly. It has to continue to improve, none of us want to deal with option #2.
His behavior has us hopeful. The video below was yesterday afternoon. Last night he continued to eat and was alert and drinking water. Same this morning.
showing an ability to understand and share the feelings of another.
“an attentive, empathic listener”
“One of the main problems for Empaths is the lack of transparency and honesty in the world and the consequent resentment of having to process all the energy that is not in full view. Of course lots of of these sensitive beings struggle also with things that are in full view too.” ~ Openhand
♻️ This could not be more true for me, but I would change the word resentment to experience or something more compassionate in nature.
ARE YOU AN EMPATH?
Can you sense others emotions easily before even speaking with them?
You have the ability to sense their reactions to life. Even sensing where they are going wrong or when they are on the right path?
You choose who to surround yourself with very carefully, you almost know in an instant if friendship can be between the two of you? Yet you are also drawn to people who are in need of fixing and need time away from them to recharge?
Strangers seem to trust you easily and people are at ease telling you things they would only tell those they’ve known a long time?
You get ‘premonitions’ or ‘visions’ of others, things that can help them?
Do you take on others pain? Do you start to feel sad or heavy when you meet someone before they’ve even talked to you, then found out they themselves are very sad or in pain?
You may have been called a ‘know-it-all’? Do some get uncomfortable with you when you tell them what you ‘feel’ or ‘know’?
You are very in tune with animals? Feel a nurturing pull to protect them all?
You feel the sadness, stress or burden of the world and the harm humanity has caused through war, pollution, etc…?
Do you feel the urge to champion to those who cannot speak for themselves, like children or the underdogs/rejected of the world?
You’ve never really felt a sense of belonging, even in your own family, and even when nothing has caused you to feel that disconnect?
I’ve felt this way my whole life. I always know when people are lying. I always know when people are hurting. I always know when something is off with people. Sometimes this can be painful and difficult to maneuver through life. Normal pleasantries you have with new acquaintances are difficult for me. Since I usually know if your being truthful, I also know if you really aren’t all that into knowing me, or if you have a bias towards me. Most people go through life fairly oblivious to the subtleties that to me are more like gigantic stop signs or caution lights.
Clairsentience, which means clear sensing, is the ability to feel the present, past or future physical and emotional states of others, without the use of the normal five senses. Psychics who are clairsentient are able to retrieve information from houses, public buildings and outside areas. ~ The Psychic Library
Over the years I realized I am developing into a clairsentient, which is a heightened state of being and empath with a touch of psychic ability? I don’t know, I always felt perhaps I should be a detective or a profiler (aka forensic psychologist), I know I would be really good with this odd skill set. I was always told I was overly sensitive as a child, but never felt this was true. I was always calm when I spoke of things and it came from what I thought was reason and logic. Crowds can bother me if I’m not grounded well. Because I sense to much at once. But once I ground (hug a tree, earth my feet, or wear grounding jewelry), I’m perfectly fine. My perception has always been heightened and I tend to see/feel things with more precision than others do. And I know that some people, when I meet them, or even just pass them by somewhere, give off a dark energy that makes me physically ill. And my ‘knowing’ things actually some times manifests physically, like goose bumps. Of course there are a zillion variables that affect that ‘sense’, including, when I choose to ignore the feeling.
An empath reads body language, tone of voice, body movements, the words people choose when they speak, the words they avoid, the logic they use and the hidden things that only an empath can sense inside another person. And yes it’s very much a skill a forensic psychologist can utilize.
I’m also an INFJ-A personality type which one of the qualities is:
Insightful – Seeing through dishonesty and disingenuous motives, Advocates step past manipulation and sales tactics and into a more honest discussion. Advocate personalities see how people and events are connected, and are able to use that insight to get to the heart of the matter.
I don’t know. I wrote this because I’m trying to live my life in a more authentic way. But as I see this I wonder, maybe I do need to consider a career field where these abilities can be used to better the world in some way. Another thought to ponder. But it’s getting late and I’m sleepy….
Do you feel you may be an empath? Here are some additional writings to check out:
I’m An Empath + I Feel EVERYTHING. Here’s What It’s Really Like
Feel to Live: The Secret Life of an Empath
The Life Of An Empath
So far 2019 just hurts a whole lot for many reasons. I continue to try to keep my thoughts positive but some days it’s just damn hard.
Losing Tinka Belle was damn hard.
I’m not good with endings.
Loki decided eating was no longer his thing.
And instead of being attached at the hip to Keith and I he started staying in the closets.
This was Tinka’s thing.
But we hoped he was just having an off day, cats do that and he is weaning off prednisone and that can cause a sick tummy.
He’s not eating at all. The vet wants us to start a more rapid weaning off the prednisone. But, he still won’t touch his food, so we wait, and hope. Maybe he will get hungry enough.
He ate a bit and was acting more like himself. He was out of the closet and hanging out with us.
He was back in the closet
And now, not drinking water either.
Called the vet with the update but his vet was gone for the day. I told them I would call in the morning, hopefully he would come out to eat.
I started forcing bits of water into him.
Still not eating
As of this morning our Loki still isn’t eating or drinking.
Called the vet with an update, waiting to hear back…
Keith and I were married in 2007 and since that date we have had 5 furbabies cross that rainbow bridge. Loki is who is still here, only Loki. He will likely have to go in to the vet today for tests. My heart is breaking into a million pieces right now. I feel kicked in the gut. Keith is our rock but I know this is tearing him up. That’s the only update I have on our boy for now.
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers 💞
Did I say, I’m not good with endings?
Because I’m incredibly sad and scared and looking for anything to distract my thoughts, I thought I’d turn to other things that are bugging me right now. Other endings that everyone else is giving their two cents on, so I may as well distract myself while I wait for the vet to call. Besides, these endings don’t hurt because they are only make believe. Right now I need a dose of make believe.
Game Of Thrones
Both left me empty..
Hopefully everyone who wants to see the show and movie, has by now. But if you didn’t you may not want to read any further….
☹️ I know she has a stand alone movie coming, but is Scarlett Johansson really gone? I hope not. If she is then I hope Wasp gets a leadership role.
☹️ Speaking of Scar Jo, why didn’t SHE get a funeral????
☹️ Spiderman and the class being back in high school, why? Lalala, we will act like 5 years hasn’t passed. Time travel causes so many unresolved issues.
☹️ If Captain America going back in time replaced his time line then wouldn’t everything Captain America did in his original timeline be changed?? This is what happens when you play with time in a movie, plot holes.
☹️ I still don’t like Brie Larson in the role of Captain Marvel.
☹️ I guess I wasn’t ready for the end of an era for the Avengers. But it is isn’t it?
☹️ Ending left me on empty
☹️ Simply because the last two seasons the character development was rushed which made the ending seem shallow and choices made in the end seem weird. The same care wasn’t given to the scripts compared to the other seasons and it showed and we as an audience felt it.
☹️ Jamie’s redemption arc was pointless
☹️ I’m surprised so many people were surprised by Dany’s outcome and decisions. She’s always had ruthlessness in her veins. She was following this path since season 4 if not before that.
☹️ Tyrion and Arya were exquisite characters.
☹️ Speaking of exquisite as a character, so was Cersei but she was barely used in the last two seasons other than to stand around. What’s up with that?☹️ I get why Bran was chosen as King, but the way it was done was weird. Tyrion giving a speech is always amazing but the whole elven council/LOTR looking entourage was just silly.
☹️Left me on empty
Are you a Marvel or GOT fan? What did you think of the endings?
I’m eager for a new season of Westworld next year! But I no longer trust long running series shows/movie plot lines to do right by them in the end. We are going to try out some other shows on HBO so HBO will seem worth our money. Some haven’t evencome out yet but we plan to give these a try…
His Dark Materials
I Know This Much Is True
We are big Marvel fans and the tv shows are gone now. Other than survivor, the amazing race and westworld, we watch supernatural(😢), blacklist, stranger things, john oliver, agents of shield, ncis, star trek discovery, the voice, and law and order.
Looking for something new to watch.
Recommend some shows below ⬇️ for us to watch ❤
ps…I can’t stand sappy stuff like, “This Is Us”. I don’t even watch too many “chick flicks” because I hate sappy stuff 🤔
As I finished writing this up I got the call back from the vet. Loki is going to the vet today. He is having blood work done. Vet said it still could be the prednisone, blood test will rule other stuff out. They can give him stuff for his tummy IF it’s just prednisone withdrawal. Could also be his kidney’s/liver. Prednisone is harsh on organs.
Tag found on Starring Pamela so if you want to check that pin out, I’ll link it here.
Happy #BirthMay Pamela!!
1. Do you have any nicknames?
I did and I do. I used to be called gypsy. At the time that was what I went by anonymously on social media and it was my site identity for an old website I had. My family knows me as Suzi and when I used to write poetry I went by Suzen (which I have since started to pick back up again). Even considering a legal name change. But the nickname I’ve had the longest and the one some still know and call me by is Angel.
2. Are you named after anyone?
Not anyone. But I was named after a song that my Great Aunt loved called Susie Q. My Great Aunt Nany (Nancy) was more like my Grandmother than an Aunt. My Grandmother (Dads side) died very young and I never knew her and my Dads Aunt Nancy stepped up and took on the role.
3. Do you have any siblings?
Brother and sister, one of each.
4. Where did you grow up?
The suburbs of the Cleveland Ohio area.
5. What activities did you do in high school?
Hmmm. My first year of high school was the absolute worst. Once I settled in I was a rebellious cheer leader. I was the anti-cheerleader because I never fit into any of the norms of being a cheerleader lol. In my own quiet way I stood up for all the square pegs that didn’t fit into the round holes.
6. Where did you go to college?
I did not. Classroom education as in lectures and sitting for hours listening to someone talk was never a great learning experience for me. That’s changed over time, but I never had any real interest in college. Learning and education, yes, but college not so much.
7. What activities did you do in college?
8. What did you study in college?
9. What was your first job out of college?
10. What kind of music do you like?
I like a lot of different genre. I’m not a fan of country music at all. I don’t really listen to folk either. It all sounds like the same song to me. And I don’t delve too deep into rap. But I listen to everything from EDM to pop, r&b, metal, reggae, symphonic metal, ambient (meditation type music), house/trance and a bit of blues. I can appreciate opera and I like some musical theater.
11. What’s one hobby that you’d like to take up?
I plan to hike more than I have been. I’m hoping to take up violin soon and I would love to get back to pottery. I’ve been dabbling with learning Tibetan bowls lately.
12. What did you think you wanted to be when you grew up?
I wanted to be a songwriter. I used to write a lot of poetry that was written like song material. But I think I’ve since found different outlets for the emotions that writing soothed because i haven’t been inspired to write like that for a long time.
13. What’s the biggest project on your to-do list?
Career changes for sure. My Reiki certifications I feel are just the beginning of a holistic therapy focus in my life. I’m looking into coordinating fields of education. I had also been thinking of heading back to school to become a vet tech but I worry that doing that job would be too heavy for me emotionally on a day to day basis. And I’m still thinking of studying something along the lines of nutrition. Now it’s all a case of narrowing the focus and making a plan of action for career changing.
14. Do you have an irrational fears?
Yeah. I’m terrified of fake haunted houses that they set up at Halloween, but I have no fear when it comes to real ones lol. I’m also a huge ocean lover that still can’t swim. Why? Because I’m scared of drowning. I know, I know, it makes zero sense. Which is why this is the year I am conquering that!
15. Have you ever traveled outside the country? If so, where?
Canada is as far as I’ve been. But planning is always on the agenda!
16. When’s your next vacation and where are you going?
Next planned vacations aren’t really vacations. We are planning a trip to Ohio to visit family and a trip back to Virginia to see our friends back there. We are planning a short trip to Maryland (a weekender) and are loosely planning weekend trips to New York City and Philadelphia PA. But at the moment no long or faraway trips are in the planning stages for this year.
17. Do you speak any other languages?
Not yet 😉
18. What’s one talent that you wish you had?
I wish I could play an instrument!! I also want to learn Tai Chi or or Qigong.
19. What’s something that you wish you could do one more time?
I would love to go back and explore more of Canada. And I want to go back to Colorado with the hubby!
20. If you weren’t in your current job, what would you want to be doing?
That list is long…
coffee shop owner
holistic healthcare practitioner
(multiple areas of focus for overall mind/body healthcare)
holistic business owner
So that’s my 20 Questions to Get to Know Me Better tag! Let me know if you do this tag since I’d love to read it!!
Thanks for reading!
This is rare, all of this. Loki isn’t a window kitty, that was always Tinka Belle’s thing. And Loki is notoriously bad at self cleaning but Tinka Belle was meticulous. They were like ying and yang, two sides of a coin. It seems that Tinka Belle is not only letting her presence still be known, but also SEEN.
Thank you my little Belle for helping your brother stay clean. We miss her so much, and so her presence is a comfort, especially for him. He’s been kind of lost without her.
On a brighter note, Loki’s medication was cut in half and so far he’s not doing too bad. He’s not cured, he will always have IBS issues, but he’s alive, happy and thriving right now. Our hearts are grateful for every day we get to spend with this silly boy❣