Today is the last day of the Write 31 Days challenge. It has definitely been a challenge for me this time. I was so excited about my topic back in August. However, by mid-September, I just wasn’t feeling it. To be completely honest, I didn’t want to write about living loved because I was having a really hard time living loved myself. This has been a difficult season of life for me and I just wasn’t feeling loved. Instead, I felt rejected. Abandoned. Forgotten. I tried to justify not participating as I had planned, but I couldn’t shake the feeling
Category: love
I love to laugh. Out loud. Giggling is great, too, but I love a big, boisterous laugh. Sometimes I will even snort or cry while laughing. I am quite demonstrative. I laugh very easily- at corny jokes, silly stories, a half-way decent pun, at things that might be considered inappropriate. I can have quite a morbid sense of humor at times. Not everyone appreciates my dark humor, but it makes me very happy. When I think of laughter, I think of my childhood. My father had the best sense of humor! He was an amazing storyteller and his comedic timing
Today was filled with lots of little things that left me feeling loved. My husband made me coffee this morning while I got ready for work. He put it in my favorite Halloween mug. A colleague told me that she enjoys all of the songs that I teach her class and thanked me for making music so fun. I received an above average number of hugs from students today. A parent told me that her daughter loves doing music with me. My husband rushed home after his faculty meeting to go grocery shopping with me. We went four different places.
I am a chronic overthinker. I overthink about my tendency to overthink. I’m overthinking this post right now. I like to look at things from every possible angle. I inspect and dissect until there is nothing left. I can ruminate on something well past the point of productivity. It drives my family crazy. Sometimes I am so annoying that I get on my own nerves. I tend to get really bogged down in overthinking the relationships in my life. How do I feel about them? How do they feel about me? Do they really love me or are they just