Pearce the Heart

  On Oct. 27, 2016, I participated in an event called ‘A Taste for Life’ put on by the National Eating Disorder Information Centre.   A little while ago I mentioned in a post about being photographed by a professional photographer for an event that was going to happen a couple months later – this is the event my picture was going to be used for. I decided to go to the event to find out more about the centre as well as to see how the photography project turned out.   The day before the event I suddenly got a lot of pain in my upper back.   It was just after I woke up in the morning.   Part of me was quite anxious about going to the event as my husband couldn’t come and knowing I didn’t know anyone there I almost decided not to go due to my nerves. By the morning of the event the next day my back was starting to feel better.   I still had slight pain, but at least it wasn’t all the time.   I felt I had no excuse not to go, so I went.   When I go...

  On October 18, 2016 I was thinking that I find when it comes to celebrations with my husband I get super excited – both the night before and, of course, the day of.   I remember on his birthday I was just anticipating what he would think of the gift I got him as well as the card I bought him.   It was the same for our second wedding anniversary. I often try to stay up until midnight to start off those days by sending off Facebook messages, texts, emails, and sometimes even phone calls if I’m not near by.   Suddenly my hubby’s phone is inundated with lots of messages from me.   It’s my way of saying ‘I love you.’ The morning of our second anniversary we gave each other cards and, no surprise, my husband found one that made me cry very happy tears.   It really expressed to me how much he appreciates and loves me.   When I gave him my card to him, I also gave him a couple little gifts.   I was looking online to see what the traditional gift is ...

  On October 14, 2016 I was thinking that when I was in elementary school we would be asked by our teacher to make up a short story.   At the time I couldn’t think of one off the top of my head, so in case anyone had writer’s block there was a bunch of photos in a box for people to choose from to be used to make a story up from the photo.   I found at that time that I had to see something to be able to imagine a story. Later in high school when I took writer’s craft I found that it became easier to write.   I often took experiences from my own life and incorporated them into a story or essay.   I didn’t need a picture this time as I had read many books by this point and been to many places which made it easier to write a story. After high school I didn’t do much writing, besides writing in my journal.   When I went to Mercy Canada for help, they often had reflective writing assignments on a teaching video or a book that we read.   One of the staff ...

  On October 10, 2016 I was thinking that this Thanksgiving was an eventful one for me this year.   My husband and I were going to be going to one of his sisters’ place for Thanksgiving on the Sunday that just passed.   Our car had been a bit off the past week or so, but we had hoped we would be able to get to her place with no issues.   The car had only had problems at this point when we were driving slowly so I thought we would be alright.   We were wrong – we started to drive on the highway not too far from our place when the car started to get jerky again.   Thankfully it didn’t stop right away, as the jerkiness was bringing our car speed down quickly.   We pulled over to the side of the highway turned off the car and turned it back on and it was ready to go again.   We both realized that because the issue with car was happening more often and now it’s happening on the highway; we wouldn’t be able to drive it to my sister-in-law’s place. M...

  On October 3, 2016 I was thinking a little while ago when my husband Nathan and I were cuddling with each other when at some point I got triggered by something.   I’ve had this happen in the past and I would try to ignore it if I could, but I realized that this time I shouldn’t ignore it. I admit that I’m the type of person that is not that great at dealing with things that upset me.   Before I used to use negative coping mechanisms to get through the hard times, but lately I’ve been better about working through the tough times constructively. I came to the conclusion recently that if I wanted to deal with some of the hard things of my past I would likely need to work through it when a trigger or distraught memory came up.   I had tried in the past to do this on my own, but often it became too overwhelming for me to handle. My hubby and I were sitting on the couch and I felt that going to our bedroom would be easier for me to focus on what I needed to work th...