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#TMI tag

 

Tag, your it! 

Ashleyleia from MentalHealth@Home.wordpress tagged me for the TMI tag.  So, here we go:

Q: What is your favorite show?

Blind Spot

Q: What is your favorite band?

Bad Company

Q: Something you really miss.

Peace

Q: Where do you go when you are sad?

Bed

Q: Have you ever been in a physical fight?

Yes, winning most.

Q: What is your favorite color?

Green

Q: Loud music or soft?

Always loud, Rock & Roll deserves loud music.

Q: Favorite actor.

Harrison Ford

Q: Do you have any fears? What are they?

Snakes & Spiders

Q: Meaning behind your blog name.

I have Treatment Resistant Bipolar Disorder. In dark times I looked for the light.

Q: Last time you said you loved someone.

Yesterday

Q: Last book you read.

The Panic Switch

Q: The book you are currently reading.

The Agoraphobia Workbook

Q: Last sport you played.

As a teen played softball & basketball. I sucked at both.

Q: Last song you sang.

Shooting Star by Bad Company

Q: Favorite food.

Spanish, Mexican, down home country cooking

Q: Place you want to visit.

Morocco, Jordan, Pennsylvania

Q: Favorite flavor of sweet.

Chocolate

Q: What instruments do you play?

None

Q: Favorite piece of jewelry.

Wedding band

Rather than calling out specific people to tag, I’m going to leave it up to my readers.  If you’re interested in playing along, well then tag, you’re it!

Moving Forward

Triple Shot Thursday *A Few of My Favs*

Every generation has its superstars, these songs were released at a critical point in my life. I was on the fence about being a drug addict, not finishing school, getting married a 13 years old or going straight and leaving the past behind. I made the right and best decision for me.

I hope you enjoy the music, maybe it will bring a few memories to you.  M

https://youtu.be/fSWwqqoYCD4

In case you missed the Half Time Show.

Moving Forward

You Behind the Illness-told in 4’s

About me

Thank you Alyssa from Fighting MS Daily, fightingmsdaily.com. Everyone has a story, Alyssa is no different. She was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis at 19 years old. That’s a life changing blow for anyone. She moves forward, in her 30’s and a strong advocate for MS and all Chronic Illnesses. Thank you for the invite.

Four places I’ve lived:

Texas

Texas

Texas

Texas

Four places I’ve worked:

Robert Half International

Alternative Resources Corporation

Retired 2003 to care for Granny

Minister

Four favorite hobbies:

Sailing

Hiking

Photography

Sky Diving

Four things I like to watch:

SNL

Crime Shows

FBI/CIA shows

Spongebob

Four things I like to read:

Bible

Non-Fiction

Blogs

Medical Research

Four places I have been:

Australia

Russia

France

Spain

Four things I love to eat:

PB&J

Mexican Food

Oysters

Olives

Favorite things to drink:

Water

Lemonade

Hibiscus Water

Smoothies

Four places I want to visit:

Tanzania

Germany

Turkey

Wales

Four bloggers I’d like to tag:

Harlon Davey            A Patient Voice

Simon Farnell           Planet Simon

Cindy Kocke

Candice Daquin        The Feathered Sleep

 

Moving Forward

The silent strength

You must visit The Feathered Sleep at thefeatheredsleep.com.wordpress.com Once you read her work, feel the emotion in each post you become a daily reader. Thanks again for an awesome post. I’m an avid reader! M

TheFeatheredSleep

Take out the trash

And as you bend to pick up stray leaves

You see him standing beneath his grief

He wears it heavy like winter wool, boiled in tears

As a man, he doesn’t have the ways of expressing

All those pent up cries

For so long, he was his only resource

Clamboring into himself even further

A boy within a man, hand over mouth

His outward smile is tinged with sadness

Nobody sees because people want to believe

In smiles more than tears

Except me

I have nothing much of myself to recommend

I couldn’t compete, I couldn’t pretend

The square jawed boys at school

Saw through me, reaching for the swan necked girls

Who purred and swam in batted eyelash lakes

And like this man, I grew up shaping myself coarsely

Sometimes doing nothing more than observing

The way we treat others less fortunate

And I came…

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