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If you're deaf, you shouldn't sit in the exit row on a plane

I saw this in my Facebook feed today. If you can’t see it, it is a woman signing her story about sitting in an exit row (seats picked out by her father). When the flight attendant came by and talked rather quickly about what being in the exit row entails, she asked him to slow... Read more »

Dear hotels: Your "hearing accessible" room was not hearing accessible

As you might guess from my last post, I was away at a conference recently (aka, vacation paid for by my employer, aka, it’s not really a vacation because I didn’t even have time to go for a swim in one of TWO POOLS. OR THE LAZY RIVER. Sad face.) When I booked the hotel... Read more »

Stages of going to a conference

When you find out you get to go to a conference and it's like your company is paying for a vacation
I’m conferencing right now, and I am so ready to go home after such an information overload and really want to go back to my family and hug my daughter forever and ever (if she’s not on the iPad). It’s been great and all, but it’s time for me to go…
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I thought it would get easier being No Contact

It is easier in some ways. After 8 years, I’d hope it’d be. I don’t cry nearly as often. At a certain point, the tears fade away, and the heart’s gasps of pain subside, until they no longer fill every single waking day. But certain days, like a old knee when a storm is brewing,... Read more »

Sick

I’m already slightly awake when I feel little hands on my side. This is my daughter’s way of waking me up. I’m standing in the doorway to my parents’ bedroom, ambivalent. Do I wake Mom up? Am I sick enough to wake her up, or will I make Dad mad? I reach over to pull... Read more »

I hate that I'm on antidepressants, but I can't live without them

This is such an interesting prompt. As we adjust my meds yet again, I was reminiscing about a time when all I had to remember to do every day was take my vitamins. I didn’t have to worry about taking daily medicine–not even for allergies. It was kind of nice. But then again, the depression... Read more »
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How I cope with stress and anxiety at work

The bookstore was clearancing these paperweights for $1. They were originally some ridiculous amount, like $40 and who would pay that? But for a dollar, I took it back to my office. It's pleasantly cool and heavy in my hands, and the weight helps with anxiety.
Stress, anxiety, and depression all make it rather hard to focus on work. Let alone GO to work. Some days I just want to hide in bed or camp out at home with my pencil and plastic eraser in hand, drawing, because you know, drawing pictures at work when it’s not part of your job... Read more »

To have one more day with my mom

To have one more day with my mom
It’s been 8 years, and I still miss my mom. What would I do if I had one more day with her? She’d be able to see what a strong, independent toddler my daughter is. We could watch her play at the playground, push her on a swing, catch her as she slides down the... Read more »

Why I haven't taken my child to the library yet

Why I haven't taken my child to the library yet
I have a shameful secret to admit: I haven’t taken my daughter to the library yet. Why? I’m afraid to. Yes. I’m afraid. This librarian by training, who named her blog “Running With A Book Cart,” who had worked in public and academic libraries for years and years, is afraid of taking her daughter to... Read more »
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You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine… It creeps up on you slowly, wrapping its tendrils around your limbs and your mind until it’s like swimming through kudzu. I came to the realization that I am once again depressed (after what I hoped was remission) when I kept having to stop and sit down during... Read more »