Baxjanson
Status: I wish I were as perceptive and accepting of my strengths as I am my flaws.
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- Ok, I need to get some feedback here, because I'm confused as heck.My family loves Disney. We've taken nearly a dozen trips to one coast or the other - as a family, as a couple, and with extended family and friends. Our thought was always that we...
- I lie back on the soft ground. The cool grass welcomes me, and I feel the soft warmth radiating from the earth below. Slowly, gingerly, I lay my head back and let the soil support its weight. As I lay there, I feel the tension draining from my...
- I've been posting on FB what I've been learning about abuse, and having completed a week, I thought I'd share with you all. Brace yourselves, it's long.Well, here we are - domestic violence awareness month. The DV shelter I've been working with has...
- I know - marriage counselling. There's a lot I"m learning from it.Not good things, naturally.It's been two weeks since our last session. We'd been getting along fairly well, watching tv, interacting with the kids. The court threw off the schedule...
- Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived with her Mother on the edge of the deep, dark woods. On the other side of the woods lived the little girl's Grandmother, who loved her very much. He girl's Grandmother was very handy with crafts,...
- A single hapless peasant huddles forgotten on the tiled battleground.Once, he stood shoulder-to-shoulder with his comrades. They laughed as they exchanged empty boasts about the battle to come, about the foes they would fell. They darted eagerly...
- Ok. The nightmare of court is behind me (for the most part, although the shadow still looms) for the rest of the year. My wife is still in my life, but I came up with a new boundary/demand last night, which is hard, but it's a powerful one, even...
- A prayer of David. Hear me, LORD, my plea is just; listen to my cry. Hear my prayer it does not rise from deceitful lips. Let my vindication come from you; may your eyes see what is right. Though you probe my heart, though you examine me at night...
- Tomorrow I have court. My old friend has concocted a charge, which seems innocuous enough, but my lawyer assures me is still massively serious.As in, I could be looking at a life sentence serious. And even if I did manage to come by parole, it's...
- There's no hope.On the plus side, Im not going to have to worry about if I divorce my wife or not.On the down side, it'll be because I'm ruined. Everything I've been, everything I'd done, everything I've learned. My kids, my apartment, my...
- Freezing sewage coursed down the center of the street. Dark, looming, forbidding houses carved from stone and great, unyielding slabs of wood hemmed him in. A light dusting of dirty snow blanketed everything, staining everything with a greasy black...
- I've been running. As fast and as hard as I can.The hot, dry, dusty air chokes my breath and stings my eyes.I can feel the blazing spotlight of the sun causing the fur on my back to lay red-hot against my skin - but I'm used to it. The dust clouds...
- The expanse of grey slate stretched before him. Bits of dried grass and thorns dotted the landscape. The sun was gone, the landscape lit by the soft, diffuse glow of light crawling through the dense cloud layer which dropped a cool mist on the...
- I should have known that the strength was foolish. I'm being served a restraining order by my old friend. I can't even express my feelings on my blog.
- She was herself ansoooooo close in session today.We were talking about the fact that I unfriended her mother on facebook. I know I cant change the fact that her mother is rooting for us to get divorced, but I don't have to see it. My wife was...