ALL things will pass away…

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I have been known to engage in “friendly” debates with people I know well or hardly know at all.  Over time I have discovered that engaging in these debates usually ends with a non-stop “chasing of a rabbit” each of us trying to convince the other to either agree with our point of view or be known as stupid for not.  Those debates abruptly came to a stop when one particular person really made me angry.

I remember the moment clearly.  This person will open her mouth and express her feelings about any given subject at any time with little to no filter, a trait in a person I truly admire.  However, when I noticed her deleting certain Facebook friends who held the opposite opinion, that admiration quickly diminished.  Ask yourself a question, readers?  Why are you expecting others to love you, accept you, and embrace you for being who you are without apologies, and yet do not want to do the same for others?

Here’s a piece of truth that everyone needs to accept sooner than later….when God says in His Word that “all things will eventually pass away,” your opinions will be included in this passing.  As human beings, we will all have our perspectives on how things should be, why our society should or not work in this way or that, and what every person needs to do with his or her own life.  In the midst of these perspectives, we must understand how other people who seem different are our brothers and sisters of the same God.  One of the best pieces of advice my mentor gave me is, “Amy, if we agree on everything, that means one of isn’t necessary.”  God created all of us on purpose and for a purpose.  Stop expecting others to share your perspectives and opinions.  More importantly, GET OVER YOURSELF.  Just because you think you are 100% correct does not mean you are.  There will never be complete agreement and harmony on everything.  Sometimes these waves allow us to be humbled.  If it has not happened yet, trust me it will.  You will not get your way all the time.

I will part with these words, “Therefore the one thinking to stand, let him take heed, lest he fall.”  1 Corinthians 10:12.  The phrase “foolish pride” is very accurate with so much self-righteous indignation existing today.  If you feel the need to prove others wrong and beneath you to lift yourself higher, God will show you how foolish you and your pride truly are in His world among His children.

I am not against medication, but

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I was diagnosed with moderate to severe anxiety and panic disorder when my second son was about 14 months old.  I remember the slow incline from feeling fat, ugly, sad, edgy, and extremely irritated to a full blown panic attack, which required a 911 call.  My chest was hurting, my body was shaking, and my brain was telling me that I was surely dying.  It was one of the scariest feelings I had ever encountered.  So many people are very ignorant when it comes to anxiety and panic disorder.  I mean “ignorant” in the way in which it is defined in Webster’s dictionary, simply uneducated about a particular situation or subject.  While my doctor told me he could prescribe anti-anxiety meds, my gut feeling told me to get the bottom of why this anxiety began in my mind instead of simply trying to cure it with medication only.

My second son was born when my oldest son was two years old.  I had had C-sections with both.  My situation at the time consisted of a job working 12 hour days three days a week.  While that may seem like I have four days off, my four days off consisted of caring for an infant and a two year old while trying to maintain a 12 hour shift on about 5 hours of sleep.  However, since this was my second son, I felt like I had to be super-mom.  My house was neat, my children were always presented in the best light, and the smile on my face told the world that I was fine.  Here was my predicament:  my super-mom mindset resulted in me not resting and allowing my physical body to recover from my second C-section as I should have.  I rushed through my maternity leave, barely bonding with my new son and leaving my two year old with just enough attention to get through a day, because my perspective was, “I’m a working mother of two boys, and by God, I will prove how strong and hard-working I am.  Super-mom!!”  This perspective triggered my anxiety.  I would hold my emotions inside when I began to feel less than super.  Before I knew what was happening, I became a master of moving through my day with robotic like reflexes.  Oddly enough, my stress and anxiety was becoming apparent to everyone around me.  When others said I was snappy or really edgy when I spoke, I simply ignored them and proceeded my super-mom day with the idea that going home and getting some rest would make for a great day tomorrow.  Yeah, sleep with a new baby and a two year old!?

This nonsense carried on for the next year.  It slowly began to dawn on me that I was asking my husband to get up and go get the baby when he cried, because I could NOT get my body to physically go to his nursery.  When we had dinner as a family, I wanted the kids to sit next to my husband.  “Oh, you sit with Daddy, so I can watch you guys and get cute pictures,” I would say.  The truth was, I began to realize that I could not deal with my babies constant need for attention.  My nerves were shot to say the least.  Not resting after the birth triggered postpartum depression.  Not recognizing my depression setting in and trying to do too much too soon began to build anxiety.  The ever-building anxiety and tight hold on my emotions accompanied with my fake smile triggered more anxiety and panic attacks. Throughout this entire time, my doctor (who had seen me so often this year, because every day I felt like I was dying) continued to offer “stress” medication.  Again, my gut feeling told me to find another answer.

One day, the wrong person said something to me at the wrong time, and my anger exploded with tears and yelling in such a way that surprised even me.  I had reached my limit, and my physical being could hold no more.  Oddly enough, when my rant was over, the feeling of relaxation and relief could not be described in words.  A burden had been lifted, and an epiphany took place.  I went home and felt a strong urge to read my Bible.  I simply flipped open to a random page and began reading.  This is the verse that jumped out at me.  “Why do you cry out over your wound, your pain that has no cure?  Because of your great guilt and many sins I have done these things to you.”  Jeremiah 30:15.  While some interpret this verse to mean God will afflict those who sin against Him, and He will, I interpreted this verse at this stage in my life in a different fashion.  My emotions, mainly my guilt for not bonding with second son when he was a baby and disregarding my older son just after my new one was born, as well as certain emotional sinful thoughts and feelings I had held onto for far too long, had taken their toll on my emotional and then my physical being.  I did have “great guilt and many sins” which manifested into horrific anxiety and panic.  

I am not saying that all people suffer from anxiety and panic attacks for these reasons.  I am saying my reasons for not taking medication are because I knew in my heart that my affliction was going to be cured in another way.  We live in a society where all we hear is how this pill will cure that ailment.  Medications are awesome, but they are not always the answer.

I will write more about my anxiety and panic attack experiences in future blogs, but I want to close this one with a few tips which might help keep your anxiety and panic attacks at bay.

  1. Cry when you feel like it.  Crying is extremely healthy for men and women.  Women have hormonal days when we feel the urge to cry without understanding why.  Turn on the sad movies, sad songs, or think of a sad moment; and let those tears flow!!  You will instantly feel release and relief, as well as cleanse your eyes.
  2. Bad days happen.  VENT!  Do not hold negative emotions inside, even if they are painful to talk about sometimes.  Find a trusted friend.  Call your pastor and schedule an appointment to meet.  If nothing else, contact a free HOTLINE just so you have someone to unload your negativity upon and move forward with life.
  3. Pray.  Religion is a personal choice, and I am not one to tell anyone how to live.  However, I encourage anyone and everyone to pray to the God of their understanding.  Casting your cares upon your chosen Higher Power will bring a peace like no other.
  4. Let things go.  It is not imperative to have all of the floors vacuumed, the laundry completed, and the dishes washed every second of every day of your life.  Take a few moments for yourself if you simply need to take a break.
  5. It is okay to say no.  A very hard word to tell someone, especially those closest to us, is the word “no.”  However, if it is necessary to tell someone that you are unable to commit to their demands, then say “no” and get over it.  No need to feel guilty for telling someone that they will not get their way this time.

I hope this blog has helped someone. God bless!

Just a slight misunderstanding…

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Taking care of your children is the hardest job, but it is also the most rewarding.  While we always say that we love our children just as they are, it is not uncommon for parents to feel twinges of guilt, uncertainty, and even jealousy when we are in the midst of parenting.  One major area of change from our parents generation to our children’s generation is education.  Our primary school aged children are expected to understand mathematical expressions and reading comprehensions that their grandparents did not learn until at least junior high school.  Not that our extended knowledge is a horrible thing, mind you.  Instead of a child who has special learning needs or certain social hindrances being labeled as a “problem,” schools today are able to utilize a special education department in ways like never before.  Even in my day, the children who were considered “special ed” were children had some sort of handicapped physical diagnosis instead of a child who had a hard time learning to read.  Lack of focus was reprimanded as “daydreaming,” and learning hindrances were passed off as “lazy children.”  What about our children who are very academically inclined, and yet still struggle in the classroom due to social immaturity?

My middle son is going to repeat 4th grade next year.  Why?  He is on the honor roll with the help of his inclusion teacher who helps him focus better on his school work.  He is in a regular general education classroom 99% of the time.  He only leaves to take tests with a smaller group of students.  My middle son is simply socially immature.  He is liked by his peers and invited to play at recess, but no real bonding takes place.  While other students are talking about sports they enjoy, my son is still wanting to draw pictures of certain cartoons he still enjoys watching on Nick Jr.  Due to his social immaturity, his anxiety level within the classroom has risen.  He knows how to do the work from an academic stand point, but it is not until he is working one on one with his inclusion teacher that his anxiety melts away, and his academics shine through.  Every

My son was born in July; and as most teachers and moms will tell you, girls mature faster than boys, boys born in the summer usually need to stay in a primary grade such as kindergarten or first grade twice, and the majority of boys born in the summer have repeated a grade at some point.  I truly struggled with so much guilt about not having my son repeat kindergarten, since repeating at that age is the norm and usually does not cause too much of a disturbance in the child’s life.  However, since my son’s issue was social immaturity, which contributed to his classroom anxieties, we realized he had not bonded with his fellow classmates enough to care that most of them would be moving ahead while he stayed behind.  When my husband and I broached the subject with our son, he instantly agreed that he wanted to stay in 4th grade one more year in order to, in his words, “learn this stuff again, without so much worry.  I bet I can focus better next year.”  That was my sign from God that I had made the right decision.

Parents, we are always going to make mistakes by one person’s standards or another.  Heck, I have a family member right now who still holds true to the idea that students who repeat a grade are doing so, because they are not good enough or smart enough to move forward with their peers.  My son is in a regular general education classroom 99% of time, and he only has an inclusion teacher to help him stay on task.  His grades have never been the problem.  His problem is he is always the youngest child  in his class.  As his classmates celebrate birthdays and get older during the class year, my son turns the age most of his classmates already are and does not age at all during the class year.  Hence, he has a tendency to relate to students who are one year below him.  Another point to go along with my son’s birthday is the fact that children begin school if they are a certain age by September 1.  I argue that the September 1 date should be pushed back to May 1.  Think about it, there is a huge difference between a child who was born on September 2 and begins school at age 6 and a child who turns 5 in July and begins school within the next few weeks.

Holding my son back was a very tough decision, because the stigma of “my child has to repeat a grade” has clung to my psyche for far too long.  This decision is best for my son.  I want him to be healthy and happy.  Perhaps his need for any sort of help in the classroom will slowly diminish as he in placed with the class group I feel he should have been with all along.

 

Technology frustrations

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I just finished ordering school supplies for my sweet little boys. Now getting past the fact that the cost to send three little boys to school with the proper supplies is $212.90, the websites were giving me fits. In previous years, the chosen school supply websites were a cinch, this year..WOOHOO, one website would not pull up and the other one is so expensive. But I must say oh well, thank God my children are able to attend school at one of the best in Desoto County. Thank God I have been blessed with the means to purchase school supplies, and thank God the lovely people at the store headquarters were so nice in helping me navigate their difficult website! (wiping my brow and letting out a sigh). One more thing to check off my list! THANK YOU GOD!!

I’m almost there

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When I began earning my bachelor’s degree a few years ago, I thought, “oh my, I’ve got a long way to go. It will be at least three years before I complete all of this work. Is it even gonna lead anywhere?” Now here I am, six months away (give or take a few weeks) from graduating. I think to myself, “this journey has only taken a “minute” to complete. I am so unbelieving that this is almost over for me. Well, not really, because I plan to start my Master’s degree soon. But the point is, life is too short, time goes by before we even realize it. These two phrases mean more to me now than they ever have before.

DO NOT SQUANDER TIME; FOR THAT IS THE STUFF LIFEIS MADE OF. -Gone With The Wind, sign outside of Twelve Oaks plantation

LIFE IS WHAT HAPPENS TO US WHILE WE’RE BUSY MAKING OTHER PLANS. -John Lennon

Don’t give up. You can attain your dreams. It just takes dedication, a little time (or a lot), and hard work.

Keeping the faith

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How hard is it to keep the faith when every door seems to slam in your face? I feel in my heart that my journey should take me this way, but the roads are filled with discouragement and disappointment. Maybe it’s time to change the road? Or maybe it’s time to change my attitude toward my journey. It is called a “journey” for a reason. You won’t get there in one day. Work, planning, work, phone calls, work, waiting, and yes, more work is the only key to reach the destination. Don’t focus on being too outcome oriented. Stay on track! One day at a time! It will happen. It won’t happen today, tomorrow, next week, next month, but the day will come when you wake up and realized it happened yesterday. You have arrived and now is the time to enjoy the goal you’ve reached. but until then, press on!!!!

You never know

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I want to talk about a situation in a very non-specific way.  There are so many labels floating around in the air today such as pro-life, anti- or pro- gay marriage, and, my personal favorite, abolish the death penalty.  I believe in the right to free speech, and I believe that everyone should march down Washington, carrying that over-sized picket sign, and shout at the top of their lungs what they want to see change in this world.  BUT BEFORE YOU DO THAT, I WANT YOU TO THINK!!!

Have you ever been raped by a family member and become pregnant?  Have you ever had someone close to you that you love so dearly come to you and say, “I’m gay, and all I need is your love and support.”?  Have you ever sat in a courtroom and listened in graphic detail how this person, awaiting judgment by the jury of their peers, had no regard for an innocent young baby and raped and sodomized her to death?

You may think you know everything about yourself and your own personal belief system, but one day, friend, an event will come to pass in your life, and you will have to make a real decision, a decision based on what has truly been existing in your heart all along, you just didn’t understand why, so you tried to fight against it. 

God bless, friends!