
Dear Readers,
My feelings this past week have been all over the place. Sometimes I feel happy, strong and at peace, other times anxious and sad.
I celebrated my birthday, which makes me older, but Mr. Untipsy and I had a great day. We had an adventure, taking our light rail train to downtown Minneapolis, and then on another line to St. Paul. We had lunch in St. Paul, and rode the train back again!

But then, I found out my last former principal who had cancer, passed away very quickly, the day she went into hospice. One time I got very drunk at a Friday happy hour, and made the mistake of drunk calling her, crying about how hard teaching was and how I couldn’t do it anymore. This beautiful lady never shamed me about that, and on Monday she came and offered me help to call a help line. After I retired and got sober, I went back into school and apologized to her. Once again, so gracious, she was only happy I was sober.
I also reached another sober milestone, and am now 4 years and 11 months sober, on August 4!
At the same time I was going through a two day prep for a colonoscopy, and was not feeling great, as drinking the prep is horrible. House bound, and feeling sick was not a mood up-lifter.
This was on the weekend the mass shootings happened.
Where to go with these very mixed up feelings? I walked a bit when I could, I talked with Mr. Untipsy and friends, I laughed, I celebrated, complained, and cried.
Because what else can I do with feelings? I can’t numb them away, I can’t run away from them, I can’t stuff them inside. I must hold their hand and walk with them.

Here is a very simple poem I wrote at my last writer’s group. Our word to write on was growth. Now, when I shared this, I reminded them I was a kindergarten and first grade teacher, and got very embarrassed. I know my face turned red. But I put on my brave face and shared:
Pushing out of the ground,
That little shoot,
Using all the muscles it can muster.
The mystery is,
What will it become?
A mighty tree?
A little weed?
All is for a reason.
Like me,
Like you,
Pushing our way out of ourselves,
Using all our muscles of strength and courage,
The mystery is
What will we be?
With Hope,
On Day 1796,
Wendy
PS – The photos are ones I took on our walks and adventures!
Happy birthday! These photos are beautiful and I love the poem – thank you for sharing.
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Thank you!
xo
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Almost 5 years! That’s amazing
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Thank you! It’s been one day at a time for sure!!
xo
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I love your poem!!
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Thank you, Hearon! I think it’s so simple, but I love trying to write them!
xo
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Happy birthday!
Great post, as always.
Hugs,
S
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Hi SamKD! I sure hope things are still going well for your husband!
❤️❤️❤️
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You are amazing, Wendy, and always awe-inspiring. I admire your giving and nurturing spirit. Hope you had a really wonderful birthday!
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Thank you, HabitDone,
It was fun to take the light rail all the way to our sister city, St. Paul!
I like little and big adventures!
xo
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I really love this, Wendy, “Because what else can I do with feelings? I can’t numb them away, I can’t run away from them, I can’t stuff them inside. I must hold their hand and walk with them.”
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I tried for years to run away or numb depression and anxiety.
That only made more and depression.
Thank you so much!
xo
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Beautiful poem and photos! I especially like the sunset sky. I am a teacher and have mixed feelings about returning to work next week. It’s comforting to know I’m not alone. Thanks, Wendy.
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Teaching is hard work. We are expected to be everything, and everyone, and solve all the problems the children have, as well as get them all to be at grade level.
Sending you an extra hug as you get ready.
Just remember you can only do what you can.
xo
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I always love the pictures you share Wendy! They certainly can put a smile on the darkest of feelings.
I think I truly needed to read this today and know that I’m not alone in the ups and downs of emotions.
Thank you!
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Thank you for reading!
Life is hard. I am lucky I found someone to help me navigate it!
You are never alone. All of us struggle with emotions!
xo
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What a beautiful post, Wendy. You have such a gift for pushing through and then revering this one precious life. Your photos are amazing, your writing poignant and you gift me with your beautiful smile when you post. Thanks for being the one and only beautiful you.
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Thank you so much, Diana! Happy to be on this journey with you!
xo
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Happy birthday!
The up/down when sober is tough. I was just thinking last night how if I’d just use I wouldn’t have to feel all the mixed up ness – the feelings that are normal, that are healthy, that are part of a process, having to be with it (when not cutting off emotionally).
Sending hugs your way. I hope all still works out well and that you’ll be fully healthy and happy…
Love, light and glitter
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Thank you, Eliza!
xo
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Happy belated birthday and soberversary 💜
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Thank you!
xo
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Happy Belated Birthday! What a wonder gift you gave to us all, that poem is magic and the pictures glorious! xoxo, ll
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Thank you so much, Dana!
xo
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