Hi all, looking for a way to support a small business owner? Well, I've found a website called Indiegogo.com that's a lot like Kickstarter. I've created a campaign there.
Clara Bow was born in 1905. Bow’s young life was fraught from the beginning. Her mother underwent a high risk pregnancy in order to have Clara. Unfortunately when her mother was in the last weeks of pregnancy there was an enormous heat wave in New York City, and of the day she was born Bow said, "I don't suppose two people ever looked death in the face more clearly than my mother and I the morning I was born. We were both given up, but somehow we struggled back to life."
Each Saturday I will showcase one of my pieces with a short story behind the inspiration and making of it. This week we start with one of my favorites, my Mae West Pendant and Earring Set (link at bottom).
I gave a presentation for work the other day on aging and disability. Not that I’m particularly old, but there are only a couple people in the office who could have taken my place and I happen to fit the criteria the best. Besides, I can see 40 on the horizon, so while I don’t consider myself “old”, I’m not in my twenties either and my body tells me so quite often. But I wanted to talk about not physical but social changes that come with disability.
When I talk about my personal disability experiences here, I’m usually referencing my physical disability. But changes in my life lately have brought the other to the forefront: my clinical depression and anxiety. It’s been a major factor in everything in my life, which is probably why I don’t talk about it that much; it’s so big that it’s background noise. But the truth is it runs me.
I feel like I’m ready to start seriously dating again, finally, after a couple years of being single. That last breakup rocked my world and really broke my heart, and I can be a slow healer inside.
At a recent conference I attended there was a talk about what they called the Sick Model of disability.
Because I've always hated selling myself, although I've gotten better at it over the years, especially since acquiring a disability.
Please take a look at my new blog for stuff about domestic violence and disability, and some personal experience of my own.
I've moved to a blog on Blogger. This diary is more of a catch-all, less edited, less censored, more stream of consciousness. Different issues. Latest issue? Depression, of course.