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Getting out of the shit ditch…

Getting out of the shit ditch... by Keri Kettle

You don’t have to go it alone.

You don’t have to suck it up or power through.  If you need to melt in to the couch and snuggle with your partner, your kid or your dog or a pint of ice cream- it does not mean you are weak.

It takes a lot of courage to call a friend and say, “I need to talk, can we meet for coffee?”  And then even more courage to actually say out loud the words that are sitting on your heart like an anchor.  And then crazy, pride be damned, raw courage to ask that person for what you truly need.

You might not be able to do it the first time.  You might start with telling about the things that kinda suck – but find yourself reassuring the person that you need reassurance from, that you are “doing okay” and don’t REALLY need anything. You can handle it.  You got this.   You don’t want to bother everyone with your mess.

You might not be able to do it the second time.  You might start to ask, but the tears come, and you make up some reason in your head why you aren’t going to ask right now.  Then you are sobbing alone in your car or your kitchen because that song came on that says the words you aren’t saying.

The really, really brave step is the one that comes next.  The one where you ask for what you need – someone to help you organize your finances, someone to watch your kids for a few hours, someone to sit with you at the lawyer’s office or the courthouse or the hospital.

That last step is the one that opens the door.  It’s the one that gets you a rope you can grab on to and start to climb up out of the shit ditch of despair.  You can slog a long way through that shit ditch on your own, singing along to sad songs.  Or you can holler, “anyone got a rope?” and be surprised at how many are thrown down your way.

The magic of the red chairs…

The magic of the red chairs... by Keri Kettle

I made a short video for you about red chair magic and how to get a little red chair magic into your days. I hashtag the pictures I take at the red chairs in our backyard #redchairmagic. Sitting at the red chairs is the pause I give myself permission to take. When my honey and [...]

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The Lies Parents Tell Themselves…

The Lies Parents Tell Themselves... by Keri Kettle

When we first moved here, we were sweetly invited to a dinner party so we could get to know our neighbors.  We soon learned that the people at the party all had children who were off to college, or headed that way shortly.  They had raised their kids together, here on this block.  At one [...]

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What happens when you look into her eyes…

What happens when you look into her eyes... by Keri Kettle

Photo credit: Catherine Just Photography After the Saturday Farmer’s Market, I see her as I’m loading my bags of produce and flowers into the car – straggly gray hair, dirty clothes, wearing slippers and carrying a battered, white handbag. She stopped short in front of my car exclaiming, “You are the prettiest one I’ve seen since [...]

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Where to find your treasure…

Where to find your treasure... by Keri Kettle

I love to purge.   I love to get rid of stuff that is piling up.  I love to take an over-stuffed drawer, dump it out, and sort it into what I love and what needs to go. About once every 3 months we schedule a pick-up from a local charity for outgrown clothes and [...]

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