So, How’s This Thing Work
Even when you want to get your voice ‘heard’, it can sometimes be difficult to get your voice to come out of your fingers. You are put on the spot and you freeze. You don’t need crowds to have stage fright!
I have created this other blog to experiment and write, but more casually. This will be a way of talking myself through any issues that I may have and about me and what I think and feel and do.
There are so many things to consider. Which graphics to use? What license? Creative Commons or stock photo? And that’s just the beginning!
The Need to ‘DO’ Something
Most of my life, I have always wanted to be more, but never quite succeeded. When I was getting divorced, I told my future ex that I needed to be more than his wife. More than my kid’s mom. Maybe that makes me a horrible person, or at least, not the perfect mom, but that’s how it is.
In this photograph, I am standing with my two youngest children and two of their cousins. Don’t get my wrong. I love my children and always will. It’s just for me, that wasn’t enough.
Taking Care of Me
Before starting a new leg of your life, you need to ‘reset’ yourself. You need to learn how to be the new you. So, for the first year of my separation, I lost weight, built strength, got a job, and generally rebuilt myself.
After a year, I managed to get divorced and I joined the Army!!! Yes, at 32 years of age, I joined the army, went through Basic Training (oldest one there), school (to become a helicopter mechanic), and became part of the United States Army. It wasn’t easy and I went through various types of trauma in the service, but I don’t regret it. I became a much stronger person thanks to my time in the service. I recommend it to most people.
About two years into my service, I was a specialist on the fast track, and working hard to move forward. My roommate was my best friend and we were both doing very well. Then on April 24, 1995, there was an ‘incident’ and she was gone. She was one of a crew of five and there were no survivors.
1996 Kinda Sucked
At the beginning of 1996, there was an ice storm in Killeen, TX and consequently, I found myself in the hospital with a fractured hip that still pains me. I had to delay my duty station change so that I could be recovered before I moved.
About a month before I moved from Ft. Hood, TX, to Aviano, Italy, my children were out searching for fireworks, when there was a wreck. A drunk driver T-boned the mini-van that my son was in with members of two families, and the driver and my youngest son, Troy, were killed instantly. That was the single hardest event of my life.
After these events that occurred during 1996, I ended up the year by finding myself in a cast. I sprained my ankle badly enough that it needed to be casted. I have never been so glad to see a year ‘go’ in my life.
Getting Out and Moving On
When I joined the service, I planned on making it a career. I wanted to go through and do as much as I could. By the end of my third year in the service, I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I had a bad back, bad shoulder, jacked up ankles, and my heart was broken. I no longer had what it took, so I got out after six years.
I qualified for assistance to get a Bachelor’s Degree from University of Washington, Tacoma, and did that in five years. However, due to severe depression and stress, I had ballooned (well, maybe not ballooned) up to almost 300 pounds. The last time that I got on the scale, I weighed 270 and I didn’t get on again, until I had got down to 250. I am positive I went higher, before I went lower.
It All Starts Coming Together
In 2014, at the end of the year, I lost my contracted position that I had had for 9 years. The position had become an hourly position and I failed to get my own job. On the face of things, that was a bad thing, but it wasn’t.
I got a temporary job for about a year and a half, and what that did was allow me to concentrate on me again. Like I had in 1993 when I started over again. This allowed me to work on my own time and to allow me to destress from almost 17 years of going with no down time to speak of. And what I did, was lose 70 pounds with that down time!
Through trial and experiment, I figured out what I needed to do to lose weight and be constructive about it. I dug weeds out of the yard, took dogs for walks, dug tree roots out of the ground (that was kinda fun!), and whatever it took to learn about eating properly and getting exercise. And by the beginning of 2016, I was down to 160 pounds! I hadn’t been that since before my son was killed!
I feel SO good since the weight started coming off. I was learning how to add green smoothies to my life in a way that made it easy to maintain, and I wanted to share what I knew!!!
Towards that, I am starting out with blogs, trying to create a course on how to regain your health with green smoothies, and photography. I am the strength to do this because of green smoothies.
Have any of you persevered against what seemed to be insurmountable odds. While I know that there are a lot of people in this world with it way worse than me, but they certainly seemed impossible at the time! Let me hear from you and hear how you are doing?