Showing posts with label my life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my life. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

An Inconvenient Truth


I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia after being rear-ended while stopped in traffic.  My Honda CRV was basically totaled.  Although I tried to return to work as a medical records clerk, I was unable to do so.  I had experienced many of the "peripheral" problems associated with fibro over the years - plantar faciitis, migraines, TMJ, etc., but it was after that October 2006 collision that I finally learned the truth.
It is an inconvenient truth that I will live with the rest of my life.  Although I am a believer in the healing power of God, I also believe that sometimes we must bear the burdens of our illnesses.  I know that - through the power of prayer and a relationship with Jesus - I can endure this, and that unless He changes His mind, I will HAVE to endure this.

Nevertheless, it is a powerful burden to live with.  Most people don't understand the extreme exhaustion, the unending pain, and the horrific "flares" that come with this disease.  Many think that we are lazy, self-centered, unsociable, drug seekers and hypochondriacs.  This could not be farther from the truth. We learn to take each hour, each day, as it comes.  We eventually learn not to make plans or promises, because we don't know how bad the pain and exhaustion will be on any given day. There is a wonderful story called:  The Spoon Theory by Christine Miserandino that is very appropriate. http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/articles/written-by-christine/the-spoon-theory/   I would suggest that everyone read this if interested in learning about friends and loved ones who suffer from fibro.

It is difficult to do what we really want to do when there's so much that must be done - things that many people take for granted.  How difficult is it to sweep, wash dishes, or cook a meal?  For many of us, just doing these few things will wipe us out for the day.  With the pain and the exhaustion often comes "fibro fog". Sometimes people with fibro can't concentrate enough to read, forget how to spell or speak in coherent sentences.  Often we forget words.  When it happens the first time, it's terrifying.  Eventually we learn the triggers - stress, overwork, and increased pain levels.

I love writing poems.  I enjoy reading books and reviewing them. I started blogging in an attempt to get back to writing - poetry, reviews, experiences - anything. However, I've realized that I must pick and choose what I want and need to do on any given day. Feeling guilty about not getting everything accomplished is no longer an option for me. That only makes things worse.  

If you have fibro, ease up on yourself.  Push yourself of course, but at the same time, cut yourself some slack. You can still do it.  It may take you much longer, but don't give up. If you don't have fibromyalgia, learn about it.  There is no known cure, but it can be managed somewhat.  Read the Spoon Theory and think about each of your daily "spoons", then maybe you can understand.

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Friday, August 29, 2014


There Is A Time For Everything 


A time to cook, a time to clean
A time to sit, a time to lean
A time for playing with the dog
A time to sleep like a forest's log
A time to read that newest book
A time to sweep in every nook
A time to hear, a time to talk
A time for slow mountainous walk
A time for joy in each sunrise
A time for tears - no prying eyes
A time to stare up at the stars
A time to heal from all the scars
A time to question everything
A time to accept what life brings
A time to spew out all those words
A time for those thoughts to be heard
A time to sew, a time to craft
A time to rewrite that first draft
A time to cuddle and hold hands
A time alone, this I demand
A time of worship and of praise
A time of prayer throughout each day
A time to reflect and review
A time to wipe the slate anew
A time to regret and release
A time to forgive and have peace
A time to dream, a time to dance
A time for recovery, perchance
A time for each season of life
A time to let go of all strife
A time to grasp each day with glee
A time to savor all I see

For I am not promised another day
No, I'm not promised another day...

copyright Linda Whitehead Humbert 8/29/2014

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Snippets For Today



It has been months since I left the last poem on this blog.  I guess that at the time I began posting, I didn't realize that I'd bitten off more than I could chew.  I have always had a difficult time balancing every aspect of my life, and it's sort of been an "all or nothing" thing with me.  I had to back away until I got some perspective and more understanding about exactly what I want in life.  Not that I've had a great "ah-ha" experience, but I do have a little more insight.  You would think that a 50+ year old would have it together, but I have learned that being grounded is something that even some 70 year-olds are still struggling with.

Although I've shared verses with you in the past, I've not told you much about who I am.  Starting today, and with each new post, I will begin telling you a little about myself and sharing more poems as I feel led.

Even though I remember playing either alone or with my friends, I mostly remember having my nose stuck in one book or another.  As a child of the 60's with death and war splattered across the TV screen and newspapers, Civil Rights marches and political assassinations, the Manson family made the biggest impact.  I read and watched everything that I could about them (and yes, I was reading newspapers and magazines at a pretty young age), almost to the point of obsession, okay - I was obsessed.  From these senseless murders, my fascination with serial killers and all things evil began.

I was a voracious reader (I still am at times when health permits, but that's for another blog).  I read biographies, history, all sorts of fiction (no erotica and I'm not really that fond of sci-fi) and non-fiction, but my lifelong quest of trying to understand evil had begun before the age of ten.  Because of this, I've probably read more books on crime and  psychology than any other genre. I have come to the conclusion that no matter how much I read, how many well made documentaries that I watch, I will never fully understand it. I believe that there's a capacity for evil inside each of us, and we all have a choice.  I realize that that's a somewhat simplistic view, but that is what it boils down to - choices.www.facebook.com/lwhumbert

Saturday, April 26, 2014


A Heart Wasted

This fragile heart withholds itself -
It never completely surrenders.
The icy fear of rejection
And searing pain is what hinders.

What once was always expanding,
Has become hardened and scarred.
Those abusive years took it's toll -
That perfect beauty now marred.

It didn't happen overnight -
Took half my life to do it.
I wish I could go back in time,
Change my beliefs and redo it.

But choices made can't be undone,
Nor lies I once believed as truth.
The mold has set, the die is cast,
Can only chalk it up to youth.










copyright Linda Whitehead Humbert 4/26/2014
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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Mornings


Blissfully soaking
In the warmth of the sun -
Light breeze is stirring,
The day has begun.

On porch with coffee,
My notebook and pen,
A new day's dawning -
Let the fun begin!

Morning time's savored -
Thank God for each day.
Can hurry later,
First take time to pray.

Inner peace is gained
By quiet solitude
And prayers to heaven -
That's what sees me through.

Yearning for quiet
To ponder and plan - 
If I don't have this,
Day gets out of hand.

Filled with thankfulness -
I know that I'm blessed.
Now time to work -
God handles the rest.



copyright Linda Whitehead Humbert 4/24/2014

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Marriage and Servitude

Veins are opened - 
Blood is pumping!
Words and feelings
To paper jumping!

Time of essense -
There's none to spare!
Running, going - 
Verses are rare.

Marching orders
Now more to do!
Less time for self,
Less time for muse.

Voices screaming,
About to burst -
Head's exploding!
Journal thirsts.

Words and verses
Yearn for freedom
From their prison
In other's kingdom.



Linda Whitehead Humbert 4/17/2014 copyright

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

"A Frugal Life" by Rhiana Jones is a book for those who wish to downsize, save money, and live more simply.  Rhiana tells of her own life experiences, and this woman has so much energy, that I do envy her (yes, I realize that I should not envy, but be content in all circumstances).

http://www.amazon.com/Frugal-Life-Learning-Living-Academy-ebook/dp/B00IXXSQTS/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1397578111&sr=1-1&keywords=rhiana+jones




Sacrifice is called for in one form or another, but with sacrifice comes joy, less chaos and more peace, as well as having the funds to purchase what you really want.  Some of the suggestions my husband and I already do - Netflix instead of cable, thrift store clothing, farmer's markets when we can, much less junk/processed foods, and gardening.  I didn't realize just how beneficial that Amazon Prime would be to have, but until we get some laptops, that will be put on the back burner.  As both my husband and I are disabled, we do save money on vehicles - we've cut back long ago to having only one.  I can drive, but I don't know how smart it would be to have me behind the wheel on most days!  We bathe and shear out little shih-tzu, Scruffy, ourselves and do his nails - no, it's not dog show quality, but he's still adorable!  I am picky about his dog food, and Miss Kitty-Katrina's too, because they both have a tendency to overeat, as they were both starving rescues.
The author offers common sense advise which is something that alot of us can't see - even when it's right in front of us.  I love this book, and I will keep it on my kindle to look back and reread from time to time.  She introduced me to documentaryheaven.com for which I will be forever grateful!  When we went to antenna from U-verse, I lost my military channel, but now I can watch World War II in bed - I love the military channel, I know, for a girl I'm pretty strange!
Get this book - everyone!  Yes, I received this book in exchange for an honest review.  I love it - there's no other word!

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