Tag: yoga

We’re headed to London in 10 days and my kids have never really been on public transportation.  I took Boston on the RTD Train and Bus so we can practice getting places and timing our arrival time accurately.  I know the London Underground is going to be a whole different ballgame but I figured we better get our feet wet. Boston agreed to ride the Bus / Train to take a yoga class with me if I agreed to take him to see IT.  Deal done!  Here are the pictures from our day trip.  We ended up having to take an Uber home because we got on the wrong bus after the movie but it was fine, a real learning experience and honestly I really enjoyed his company.  He was tech free and didn’t complain once. Boston and I headed out. London took the picture in front of our house. Boston waiting at the bus stop near our house. Me and Boston, super excited for our little adventure. Here comes the bus! On the bus! Waiting for the train.  It’s a new train called the A Line that goes all the way to Denver International Airport. Here comes the train(read the rest)

I’ve been busting my ass this past month.  Trying to bring myself back into the land of the living.  Therapy, a physical, multiple medication appointments to slow my racing mind.  I’m redoing our website for Geek Media in line with coming back from England.  Headed to England in a week and a half. I signed up to start a 500 hour, comprehensive, Yoga Teacher Training as I want to teach yoga classes for grief and healing.   Rachel died 188 days ago.  6 months without her, it feels like she died yesterday.  People think that losing a child gets easier with time and I can say after 6 months it seems to be getting harder.  I know I’ll never be “right” with her death.  This trip to England should have been organized by Rachel, not taken in her memory. London and Boston had their birthdays and my kiddos are now Forever 16, 13, 12 and 11.   I have been offered a part time job at amazon at night sorting packages for delivery.  I’m actually looking forward to it despite the low wage.  An excuse to get out of the house in a 1 million square foot facility, 4 minutes(read the rest)

This week as part of my grief journey and personal development I have enrolled in a 500 hour Yoga Teacher Training as I want to become a Yoga Instructor that focuses on grief, trauma, ptsd and healing.  My first assignment was to record a video introduction about myself. It’s rough and dirty but its authentic.  🙂

I feel like I have turned into a caterpillar these last few weeks. I feel silly using the caterpillar to butterfly analogy. Like, please don’t bring it up to my face, but it’s such a valid feeling for me. The last few years of my life have focused on taking care of my oldest daughter (first) and her younger siblings (second). I have tried to take care of my husband but mostly gave that job up except for a bout of vertigo this year. I have sat at the very bottom of the list for a very long time. I think that this is a common practice, for women (especially mothers) take care of everyone else before themselves. It’s time to re-evaluate things and put myself at the top of the list. Last week London hit his head really hard and was unable to remember the last few weeks and every 15 seconds was asking me the same questions over and over again.  What is today?  Why am I not at school? Where is Dad? What happened? Why am I bleeding? He cut his lip open and was bleeding and the questions didn’t stop coming and his short term memory(read the rest)