Did anyone else watch this entire series? If not and intend to, I just want to say spoiler alert. I’m coming to find out that I suck at this part of life. I potentially ruined to autobiographies for someone the other day because I assumed things. Good things I left my comment to short sentences so it will make it more intriguing to get them to want to read books if said comments aren’t in the movies.
Anyway, back to the original question. Did you watch this entire series? I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but when the set was given to me I binged. And then I rebinged. It became familiar in my background, and it made me laugh. Probably why I did the whole Barney Stinson thing a few days ago.
I can relate to Ted. It’s because it’s just his autobiography. And how he met the one.
That’s not what my story is, because right now the one is a two. Max and I. On to our next chapter.
He truly has become my partner. My dog. Who would have thought it. But he’s the one who’s helped me grow into what I am today. There’s been a lot of people along the way, but lately, it’s been this guy.
He’s wondering what’s going on. Boxes are getting packed. Bags are being piled at the door to be dropped off at some donation place. I’ve got four of them to choose from. What charities are what, is what I’ll have to look into I suppose.
But he knows that something is going on. I don’t know if he gets it, but I try to reassure him all the time, “you’re coming with, honey. I promise.”
He’s the one who helped me grow up and become responsible. He’s the reason that I don’t go and do stupid things when I really hurt. And every day, I am more thankful that he came to me when he did.
He taught me unconditional love, responsibility, respect, trust, and so much more. It scares me how much I love him, because I know. Some day. I pray every day for his hips to get better, and for him to lose a little bit more.
We’ll get there, my boy, I promise. Mom”s working on everything in her power.
… Max had an injury about a year ago, which is what this is all stemming from. Now, it’s arthritis because of the cold. He still takes me for walks though, which is why I love winter. In the summer, the heat he does not enjoy. He absolutely adores the snow. The puppy in him comes out.
People are scared when they hear you have depression. What scares them even more, is when you’re not embarrassed anymore that you’ve suffered from it. It’s a fact of life. I’m trying to move on with it, why can’t they?
Depression isn’t a bad thing if you try to understand what you’re dealing with. It sucks, let me rephrase that, but that’s the point. You’re dealing with it. You are facing it head on and are looking down that barrel saying, “I don’t think so, asshole.”
Sorry, I see it in my head that my depression is down at the end of that barrel, and I’m trying to keep it at bay.
Sometimes, what I think is depression, is big girl feelings too. Meaning, I really am just truly, growing into being an adult. Coming to grips with that too, is also very scary . This is psychology talking, but it legitimizes my feelings. That hey wait a minute, I’m 47 years old, and it’s okay to finally want to be treated like it.
I have no idea what that had to do with Ted Mosby. I’m out of half and half, and I havne’t brought myself to drink my coffee black. ****My point being, going back to the coffee blog, I’m useless with out it.
Have a great day, thanks for stopping in.