Naturally Dreamy

A blog about my life as an INFP living with an ESFJ, INTJ, and my pup. I blog about earth-friendly living and life through my eyes – not necessarily in that order. Come put your feet up where life is Naturally Dreamy!


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Happy Thanksgiving!

Pots, pans and other food-dishes cover every surface

A first-aid kit is balancing, neglected, on the edge of the bathroom counter reminiscent of an earlier accident

The sky is darkening, the music is warm

Words are said, laughter returns

Aromas of all genres of food pervade the air with a wistful hint

And dinner is almost ready.

 

Happy Thanksgiving, all! 😀

 

Before I say adieu, I’d like to thank everyone who makes this odd, unique holiday possible. For the armed forces, the people who don’t take this day off, my work for giving me the day off 😉, and many more who I don’t remember now. Thanks to God for making wholesome family fun possible through personal growth lol. I hope I live in a way that gives back. Thank you. ❤

 

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Will the Real Me Please Stand Up?

I was talking to BT yesterday, and he said how it was frustrating how even with how long you might know someone, it seems that trust isn’t really cultivated. He meant a different sort of trust – like trusting someone’s judgement – but what struck me is the horrbile trait that I don’t tend to trust someone as “they would never do ___” even after knowing them for a while.

If I consider how I trust other people, I think to myself, I never am sure that they wouldn’t hurt me. Or lie to me. Or do something horrendous for some reason.

I was thinking about it as I packed away recycling in the vehicle, that I don’t think that’s really what it is. I think it’s the same thing that stymied my starting to recover from an ED – I saw people for their weight (a lot of times), so I expected the same. I didn’t realize that that could change – and it did. But it took me recovering, first.

So I thought, I can’t trust someone else to not be something, if I never trust all of who I am with anyone. If I never reveal all of myself to someone I could never expect to know who they are all the way through, either… could I?

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