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Dear Humanity

Wow. Crazy couple of years, folks. It's as if a higher-being bartender took my emotional, physical, psychological, and spiritual entities threw them in a shaker and served a Mixed Margaret on the rocks. Let's start with the physical. My health has not been the greatest these past few years. After I had my daughter, I just never lost the baby weight. In fact, I really just kept eating like I was still pregnant. There are a lot of psychological ties to this, I believe, but I just haven't had time or money to talk with a professional about it. However, I have the greatest counselor of all, so I know I can always talk to Him about it. Food gave me comfort, a good feeling, a sense of happiness. When I was a kid, I was always rewarded with a treat: a congratulatory dinner, an ice cream cone, a bag of candy, etc. While I still do not think this is a bad way to celebrate, I do see how it can tie food with emotions. Needless to say, at age 33, I am the heaviest I've ever been in

Dear Workforce

 Dear Workforce, Do you feel accomplished and fulfilled at the end of your work day? Or maybe you don't need to feel accomplished but that you just made a difference toward the betterment of something. How do you gauge if you are truly content with your career? Everyone has different needs, but for me, I need more than a paycheck. Here are the five needs for this woman in the workforce. 1) Encouragement & Recognition. "You're so great at {insert specific thing here}." or "You're always on top of it! Great job!" Not getting this kind of praise often, makes this working-woman wonder if she's truly appreciated for her hard work.  Recognition for all the great things you do is important. Are you someone who takes a lot of pride in your work? Maybe it wouldn't matter what job or task is given, you are just driven to do your absolute best. Are you someone who would create some kind of neat process to make something more efficient, and then show oth

Dedication: Dear Mom

 This blog is dedicated in loving memory of my mother, Barbara Tomlinson. I actually drafted this first blog post not long after she passed and I was struggling with my grief. I realized later that maybe continuously blogging about my deceased mother might perpetuate a negative attitude. I understand journaling is a good way to get through traumatic times, but I didn't want to feel the need to keep coming back to a platform to talk about my grief. The post below is a very real depiction of my inner thoughts at that time when I was in the trenches of grief. The final paragraph titled "Accepting Reality," I've finalized today, January 2nd, 2021. Dear Mom,     Five months ago I lost you forever. There are days where I can't believe it's  already  been five months and there are days where I can't believe its  only  been five months. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't want to scroll through my phone's contacts to find "Mom" and hi