Pressing on the heart and mind..

Heavy.. So much heavy.

I do not know how chronic pain sufferers deal with this.

 Waking up with a headache EVERY SINGLE DAY..

Some days are better than others. I notice a difference when it gets closer to injection day.

To recap, there was a car accident Feb last year while we were on the air. Hit at 35 mph.  Sustained a concussion. Since then, I have been dealing with headaches.

 Imagine having a migraine headache every single day of your life. That is how I feel.

Every.   Day.

Doctors have done everything to find a way to make me feel somewhat normal again. I have injections every 8 weeks. Sometimes up to 30 shots in my head neck and shoulders. Doctors have put me on a migraine self-injection every month. They have put me on muscle relaxers, over the counter meds like Excedrin and I drink a TON of water.

The pain is draining. It robs me of my life, my happiness, and my freedom. You would never know since I smile thru the hurt, grind thru the pain.

I am not asking for anything here, I just needed to vent.

 

There is a full court press to get what you have been asking for on the podcast!

 I hope you checked it out and subscribed on Itunes. Jenn reached out with questions on the ferries. We found out why there are no north/south ferries. This week, an update on the most talked about Hwy 16/I-5 interchange.

Need some help here, looking for a photographer who will take some lifestyle pics for the website. If you know of anyone, send him or her my way.

 

Something that has been pressing on my heart lately, how you treat others and how others treat you. This is a convo kiddo and I talk about a lot. Quite a bit actually.

Convo this week with a friend on why people will go out of their way to break you.

Not quite sure why this is still happening?

Why are we NOT nice to each other? So confusing.

It is a terrible shame that we all have the same goal at the end of the day. Spread kindness.

We need more of that.

“we rise by lifting others”- Robert Ingersoll

 

I'm not going to apologize.

Life happens.

Friends ask where you’ve been?  The response “life happens”.

You hear that saying all the time.

It’s true. Life does happen.

The last few months there has been snowstorms, sleepless nights, and changes to schedules.

In the process, my best friend’s dog passed away, my health took a slight turn and I saw my husband a total of 10 hours in the month of February.

Life Happens right?

I find myself apologizing to friends to whom we have not seen in months, some years.

It is embarrassing. A goal this year was to make more time for family and friends and we are almost 4 months into the New Year and I’ve yet to see my family.

 I miss them. Terribly. There’s some scheduled time off to get over and hug my mom, squeeze my nephews and sing horribly with my sisters very soon!

 

I need to first thank my husband Kyle.

Babe, I’ve never been so lucky to have someone get me like you do. Thank you for helping me and encouraging me. I’m so lucky.

Now to thank you. Yes YOU!

Thank you for supporting my dream.

 I don’t think ya’ll understand the level of appreciation and gratitude I have for you.

The support you have shown since day 1, believing in what I do and me. Following my passion and love for all things traffic. Seriously, thank you.

I have always had a dream to start a podcast, and I did it. It’s taking off and it’s all because of you. It’s a love of communication, to make sure you get the info YOU need. 

The passion for traffic has always been there, it started when I moved here. This podcast is another outlet outside of my work with TV and radio.

Honestly, I was scared to start it.

More so worried what others would say, or what they would think. Will people listen to it? Will they like it and subscribe to hear me talk about something they HATE?

I was tired of letting fear of the unknown hold me back. Therefore, I did it.

Currently reading Rachel Hollis “Girl, Stop apologizing” and it is helping me embrace a new feeling.

I’m tired of holding myself back. I will no longer apologize for working as hard as I do, continuing to build my brand.

For years you have followed me, trusted me to be your source for traffic. I’m so very grateful for that!

My promise to you: I will never let you down, not now, not ever.


Who do YOU treat the kindest?

“Who on the planet do you treat the kindest?”

That was a conversation that a photographer and I had on our way back from the South sound this morning.

After asking him where he heard that, quick to respond, “It came from another reporter”.

I totally knew who he was talking about since interactions with her have been nothing BUT kind.

That question made me think, WHO do you treat the kindest?  Is it your parents? Maybe your spouse and kids? Co-workers and supervisors?

The answer: The person you are talking to.

WHY do we forget that every day?

What is it that causes us to be un-kind? Unsympathetic? Sometimes just down right mean?

That answer lies within you.

 

It made me search deep within myself to figure out why I have been so short with people lately.

Was it the stress of both jobs? Was it the lack of sleep? Financial reasons?

To be honest with you. It is a little bit of everything.

I am not going to sit here and make excuses, that’s not how I roll. I am a woman of action. If it’s noticed, it’s changed.  Realizing that the attitude given off was from the attitude given to me.  Chain reaction so to speak.

The saying you get what you give. Rings so very true. 

Trust me when I say when there has been some soul searching going on.  At first, I felt jaded over the feeling of having to prove myself repeatedly to people. Hoping for acceptance, praying that they will see that I function differently. Jaded in the sense that when I show kindness it’s always taken advantage of or used against me. Therefore, I put on a stoic face and continue to keep my head down and give my absolute best every day.

 I have been disappointed in myself, feeling like I’m not doing enough when I’m told that I’m doing too much. Over-extending.  Feeling like you are just an outsider to some of the people that you know, love and respect.

Senses are heightened when it comes to the people I trust. Not really knowing whom I can confide in outside of a therapist or my husband.  

You know I’m a bulldog when it comes to what I do, always been all business.  Sometimes it comes off as “short” to people around me. I mean no harm, and trust me when I say that I am working on it. It is the Type A personality in me.

This girl who was picked on, physically abused and told she would NEVER amount to anything all her life just wants to belong.

Feel like I’m a part of something instead of feeling pushed out

Kindness comes full circle.

You get what you give, and you can believe that I’m going to be giving a whole lot more.

 

 

Let's all be kind to one another.

Let's all be kind to one another.