High Lights

“For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”  J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

Life is full of high lights. Some are hard to notice through the fog of our day to day trog through work and everything else.

Sometimes we get bogged down in the minor details, we slough off that crust of morning sleep only to get a layer of life thrown on.

Then those high lights shine through. Some are luminous and beautiful in their intensity, some are bare glimmers of silver along a dark cloud.

A soft kiss on the cheek from a sleepy eyes toddler. A purring cat stretching on your lap after a long day. A warm cup of coffee that’s *just right*. That spare change you forgot was in your pocket. A hug from your teen who usually rolls their eyes are you. A kiss from your love, even when you are both exhausted. A snuggle, a cuddle.

Life is full of simple high lights. They aren’t always dramatic or bold, some are barely noticeable…unless you look deal and see them shine.

Whitemoor – High Lights


The Child Inside

“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” Pablo Picasso

We all have a child inside. Some are buried deeper than others. Some bubble to the surface with joyous abandon only to be told by society that they are inappropriate.

We need child like awe and curiosity. We need child like reverence and love. We need child like ability to see no colour and befriend those who need one. We need more exuberance in life, more thrills of the happy kind.

We need more people who throw caution to the wind and dance to their own drums. Those who embrace their inner child with reckless abandon, whilst understanding the needs of others.

We need more Jimmy Fallon playing classroom instruments with bands…this is freaking hilarious.

Metallica & The Roots feat. Jimmy Fallon – Enter Sandman


“If you’re reading this…
Congratulations, you’re alive.
If that’s not something to smile about,
then I don’t know what is.”
Chad Sugg, Monsters Under Your Head

I’m not complaining…really really not. I feel very ALIVE today.

Is that weird? I haven’t felt this way in – well – YEARS. Literally. I feel like a fog is slowly lifting. I’m almost afraid to talk about it…I honestly can’t remember the last time I felt this way.

It’s bizarre, amazing, creatively refreshing!

I am DAYDREAMING!!! Is that not AWESOME! Seriously, I stopped daydreaming for a long, long time. It’s a part of me. Or it was, then it wasn’t, and now there it is! I don’t know if it was the MS or depression or anxiety or just plain fucked up mental health but it’s lifting and I’m not going to complain or question it – I’m going to embrace that mother fucking bitch like death sucking on a soul.

That was weird, wasn’t it…

Here’s a picture of an adorably fluffy kitten to brighten your day –


Edwin – Alive

Stitchy Knitters

“Properly practiced, knitting soothes the troubled spirit, and it doesn’t hurt the untroubled spirit either.” ― Elizabeth Zimmermann

When I was a child, my mother tried in vain to teach me to knit. It wasn’t that I couldn’t do it, but I was soooo boooorrredddd. I thought it was boring. It took too long to achieve something small that I wanted so I gave it up.

When I was in 911 dispatch, the ladies there re-introduced me to the art once again and I enjoyed it in the downtime we had on slow nights, but I didn’t do it at home and I found it tiresome after a while.

Fast forward to last November when I suddenly had the urge to pick up the needles once again.

This time – I fell in love. No word of a lie – within a short few months I had gone from knitting simple hats and scarves, to knitting stuffed animals for my youngest (and even my eldest asked for one). Then my depression smacked me hard and after April I set my needles down in despair.

Well…thankfully that lull is over and I’m picking up my needles again! Only this time, I have to wear carpel tunnel braces on both wrist while doing so. I was getting a lot of pain and numbness whilst knitting, but brushed it off as I was so enjoying it. You can only brush something off for so long. I have a TON of projects to catch up on. I have sweaters to knit, scarves, the second sock of a pair for my toddler (he keeps asking me about it poor bug!), hats, toys – so much knitting, so little time!!!

I have found knitting to be meditative in my aging process. It pulls me in like a good book and keeps me calm and focused. It’s my happy place.

Stephen West – Baby You’re A Knitter (I laughed so hard watching this…)

Happy and Torn


“If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” E.B. White

I don’t know that I have ever read someone put so succinctly how I feel. I went to Goodreads looking for a quote on challenges and this was the first one to come up in the search.

I adopted two bearded dragons in June – Gonzo and Evee. I actually received them the day after I had to put my little Lucky Bear dog down. They distracted me and gave me what I needed to stay on track. They still do.

I’m not sure what their previous owners were like. I know that they were surrendered as they didn’t have the paperwork to take them back home with them to their country of origin. Gonzo and Evee had been housed together. That, for me, was the first sign of issues.

In the contents of their effects from their previous life was caloric supplement. This would be for Evee. Gonzo is 6, Evee is 5. Gonzo is 20 inches from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail…Evee is 17 – malnourished, dehydrated when I received her.

The shelter was not accustomed to lizards, so they would not have known what was ‘normal’ and what was not. Gonzo is definitely domineering of Evee – this is normal for a male and female dragon.

Soon after receiving them, I separated them, but not soon enough. Poor Evee somehow received a fracture to the right side of her jaw and it became infected. I didn’t realize this until the infection developed into a lump. After weeks of antibiotics, and losing my Bronco, I got her jaw x-rayed so we could see what was going on. The fracture runs straight through her jaw bone BUT it’s a ‘clean fracture. In other words – if we could get that infection out of there, it should heal on it’s own.

Yesterday Evee went in for surgery to have the abscess debrided (remove the infection). It went AMAZING!!! My vet is a superstar! She never performed this type of surgery before, but she researched it as much as she could before performing it. Last time I saw Evee (this morning before leaving for work) she looked fantastic! She’s investigating, she’s moving around, and she shows no ill effects from the anesthesia. The wound will remain open to heal from the inside out.

I am so happy that we have this silver lining in our clouds. It seems like there has been so much wrong in the world lately – even something as small as a bearded dragon getting healthy makes me smile.

I’ve been so torn up lately with all the negative, it feels good to feel happy.

I will improve my world one step at a time, one creature at a time, one soul at a time. I will enjoy it every moment I am capable of doing so.

Rihanna – Umbrella (Orange Version) ft. Jay-Z