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Showing posts with label Coping-skills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coping-skills. Show all posts

Finding Geese

The geese at O'Kane Park



The heater kicks in. It is six o'clock (or five?) in the morning. That means the thermostat must read below 65. Yes, I keep my house cold overnight. I stretch from my warm, cozy bed, so comfortable, my body refuses to leave. I manage to get vertical, get my knitted hat, gloves, and running shoes on, and leash my tail-wagging-jogging buddies. At least, they are excited. 

Welcome to my daily early morning.

Geese in a yard behind the park who quacks at my dogs each time we pass.


I gulp a glass of water and out we go to a thirty- to forty-degree weather. 

Why do I do this? Why do I get up early to walk or jog each morning?

  1. My doctor prescribed (along with antidepressant) a thirty to sixty minutes exercise daily.
  2. My poor dogs are left at home for longer hours, when I work 9, since my teens are not home. I have to walk them outside for a nature treat.
  3. I can use some muffin-top-trimming with a daily, scenic work out.
  4. I feel more relaxed and energized through out the day when I exercise in the morning.


I think, these are also geese.
The nature welcomes me regardless of temperature. The geese wait for us each time whether the lake in the park is frozen or not. Or I'd like to think, they are waiting for us. I love watching them as I take my steps. They are beautiful, graceful, loud, and social (with each other, at least). They are reliable and always out there. When they fly, I look up to follow them, and take deep long breaths of fresh air.

What more? The nature is free unlike treadmills or elliptical. I don't need a gym membership to enjoy the fitness the generous nature offers. So I get out there, to the nearby park,  and visit the geese.

Have you found your geese?
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Puppy Therapy

How could little creatures bring so much joy
However small, much like a toy
Just a touch of it, makes your heart leap
Freeing the pain, lifting your spirit
You can't help but smile
Although you're tired
Even its licks
You do not mind

soulful life, inspiration, puppy, white pup
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Valentine's Day Morning

This treat awaits for me on my oncology follow up appointment.

Valentine's Day Morn


She forced herself to leave her warm bed
Her body was heavy, the sleepy head
It is Valentine's Day, the day of red
It is also Sunday, to church she headed

She went alone, to the church nearby
Seating on the back and watching the crowd
Most people wore black, some gray, some not
But what she noticed was the color of love

Red tops, red skirts, red pants, and red shirts
Red shoes for little ones, red sweater for the old ones
They made her smile, the scene with the moms
Their daughters, their spouses, and their little sons

It is Valentine's Day
The day of love
The priest ended with the message
Love the God above

It is yet, another hard week. I had to force myself to go to church, let alone to write on my blog. My brain said, I need to do this. So here, I am, and here is my Gratitude List

1. My daughter is getting the treatment that she needs: not from the legal system but from her treatment team of professionals who also works with me to help me help her. One medicine she started on is exactly the same as mine. I just love medicine when it works. She feels herself again and refrained from crying.
2. Velvet and Snowball who keep me company while my teens are away.
3. My son for his hugs when I visited him.
4. The friendly staff at Children's Hospital. Even the guard who stamps my parking permit is very accommodating.
5. My journal that I write on daily. It never complains and it is always there to take whatever I pour from my mind.
6. My primary care doctor for pushing me to exercise. Thirty minutes to one hour of jogging and walking still give me this euphoria despite the other things  going on in my life.
7. Sunday mass that gives me hope. And then, Jehovah's Witness came knocking on my door handing me reading materials to read. They will come back some other time, they said. Hmm. I felt too good to turn them away so I just said, okay.
8. Macadamia chocolates from Paul. There must be a hidden ingredient that makes me want to eat more than one piece, or two, or three . . . 
9. Days off so I can take care or my daughter's situation.
10. Another clean bill of health from my oncology doctor. No trace of cancer!

Ttot, gratitude post
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Endorphin, Exercise, and Euphoria



My doctor prescribed exercise for me
She said I need thirty to sixty minutes daily
So I started jogging up to five miles
Everyday, I forced myself to exercise

If it won't work for stress
At least it'll help me get fit
My muffin top, I hope, will lessen a bit
But then, I am glad to get more benefit

I experienced euphoria
The endorphin is flowing
I could feel it in my head my chest
I am glowing

It's a state of happiness
Like I am alright
My teens will get help
And soon there'll be light



ABC Wednesday, euphoria, exercise, endorphin, poem
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Thankful for Zombies

Zombies Run App
I had an urgent visit with my doctor yesterday
Her recommendation is to exercise each day
I found this fun walking app
That I can use on my way
Being chased by zombies
Pushes boredom away



My doctor prescribed an antidepressant
As I need more help to act as suppressant
The suicidal ideation is more than unpleasant
I pray that this will work, oh please, my Lord God


Paul is a blessing
He's a good distraction
He comes to the rescue
To change my attention


I laughed at him 
After seeing this picture
I'd even asked if he "got" it
And he said, yes, he's pretty sure

(Yup, he got me with my eyes closed).


I am very thankful 
that our Broncos team won
It calls for the whole state
for a big celebration
Here, we go Superbowl
The game is on


I pray for my kids
Who are now both in detention
I keep them there for now for their own protection
They kept running away when they were with me
So, although I may bond them out
I cannot let them be free

I need a better plan 
To keep them from harm
And also to get myself fit,
Get ready for alarm

One after the other
Them running away
Caused unbearable pain, and so much dismay
It affected me so much in each and every way

I lost so much sleep
I could not function the same
So Lord, keep helping me
I hope and I pray


The walking and jogging are helping so far
And with this, app, again, I made it this far
More than 2 kilometers in thirty four minutes
I can feel the benefit in my mental fitness


I splurge on a new pair of shoes
Which I had been putting off
I did not think I needed it
Now I'm happy I bought it
It feels so good on my feet
It's so comfy, indeed


I can't thank Paul enough
My sunshine, my love
He must be sent from up high
By the Lord, above



Oh, here's another thing
That makes the cold morning jog bearable
My cute lady gloves that
It's so soft and comfortable


Ttot, gratitude
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Postcard to Teen Son


This is my post card to my son
My child, my first one
He's but a few miles away
But behind the bars he stays
He'll be there for 45 days
For running away

I just visited him yesterday
It turned out to be a bad day
He was blaming me for reporting him
The disappearing, the running

"You did not have to report me
I was gonna come back"
(He was gone for a 5 weeks)
(I didn't know where he was at).

So my visit last night
Did not turn out just right
And before it ends up a fight
I left the room and the site.

Sunday Sketches. sketches, drawing, art, postcard
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