Category: Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation

P is for Patience, Pace, and Purpose

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation


Looking back over August, this chapter has been defined by three words that are keeping me anchored through the unknown: Patience, Pace, and Purpose.
Patience
This season is teaching me that conserving energy isn’t just about avoiding physical lifting—it’s about protecting my mental energy, too. Pushing my brain too hard can cause just as big of a setback. With undiagnosed low iron finally being addressed, I’ve had to learn the hard discipline of asking for help (which I absolutely hate doing!). Patience right now looks like honoring my body’s strict terms and accepting that healing is a slow, steady process.
Pace
To get through each day without crashing, I’ve had to invent a completely new rhythm: a 5-minute task followed by a 15-minute rest. It is a crazy balancing act, but it is the only way I can choose my projects carefully and still move forward. I’m giving myself grace for the slow pace, knowing that every 5-minute block of effort is a building block for my recovery.
Purpose
Even with a measured pace, my purpose hasn’t dimmed for a second. The groundwork I’m laying now will pay off. My publishing LLC is set to launch this October, and my insurance business branding should be wrapped up in the next 60 days. Everything else can wait. My body is resting, my mental load is guarded, but my future is locked in place.
As August closes, I am resting on my own terms, guarding my strength, and pacing myself toward everything coming this fall.

Friday Exhale: Learning to Be Still

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation


I’m pouring a warm cup of chamomile tea tonight, settling in with a good book, and letting my shoulders drop.
After weeks of managing doctor appointments and keeping business plans moving, this Friday evening is about learning a new kind of discipline: the art of literally vegetating and meditating when my body tells me to. My biggest fight right now isn’t with the rest of the world; it’s with my own brain when it whispers, “Just do one more thing…” I have to remind myself, Uhm, no! Overdoing it only slows down my healing. Some days I have enough energy to get a few things done, while other days I’m literally having to drink my nutrition just to rebuild my strength.
Weekends are honestly the hardest part. My husband is a natural cleaner and a doer, and seeing me out of commission can leave him feeling like he’s spinning his wheels. We aren’t as active right now as we used to be, and I constantly remind him that this pause is only temporary. We will get back to our road trips, dancing in the kitchen, and cooking dinners together soon enough.
In the meantime, my favorite moments are when we just shut out the world, listen to music, or turn on a movie. I love that he simply lets me be, right here beside him.
I’m taking a deep breath, sipping my tea, and giving myself full permission to rest this weekend.

O is for Overcoming, Ownership, and Open Doors

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation


When I find myself sitting in the middle of a long, quiet season, it can easily feel as though my life is on pause. Yet underneath the slow pace, real work is still happening. As I look at where I stand today, three words keep anchoring my thoughts: Overcoming, Ownership, and Open Doors.
Overcoming
Every single day I choose to keep building—despite low energy, physical setbacks, and unanswered medical questions—I am overcoming. It doesn’t always show up as a grand, dramatic victory. Most days, overcoming looks like writing one clear line, filing one piece of paperwork, or simply allowing my body to rest without carrying a weight of guilt.
Ownership
There is a quiet strength in stepping up and taking full ownership of my path. From protecting the song lyrics and creative work I’ve built over a lifetime to filing the paperwork for my LLC and stepping into my insurance business, I am claiming what is mine. Taking ownership means honoring every hard chapter that brought me here while standing firmly behind my own name and work.
Open Doors
When I keep showing up, the path begins to clear. Some doors are unlocking quickly; others require me to practice patience while I wait for the right timing and the doctor’s clearance. My focus right now is simply staying prepared, so that when those doors swing fully open, I am ready to step through with total confidence.
Here’s to owning my journey, overcoming the hurdles, and walking toward everything ahead.

May you get to experience your own journey with belief that the best is yet to come!

Friday Exhale: 51 Years, 2 Years of Words, and Still Standing

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation


Whew. Take a deep breath with me.
This week brings a quiet moment of reflection as I celebrate my 51st birthday—and mark almost two full years of sharing my heart on this blog. Looking back over where I’ve been and where I am standing today, only one phrase truly fits: I am still here.
Making it to 51 is an incredible, humbling blessing. Life hasn’t been a smooth, polished path; it has been full of real, sharp highs and deep, heavy lows. But sitting here on the other side of those seasons, my heart is overflowing with gratitude.
I look at my life and see a landscape rich with love. I am blessed with a wonderful, supportive husband who stands beside me, incredible children who make me proud every single day, and precious grandchildren who bring endless joy to my world. On top of that, I’m standing on the threshold of exciting new business opportunities, watching hard work turn into real progress.
Through every trial, health scare, and triumph, my family and my faith have been the anchor.
So as this week comes to a close, I’m stepping into the weekend not focused on the weariness of the journey, but on the joy of the destination. Here’s to 51 years of life, two years of shared words, and a future full of promise.
Thankful. Grateful. Blessed.

N is for Nesting, Nuance, and Next

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation


If there is one thing this season is teaching me, it’s that life rarely moves in a clean, straight line. Most days, it feels like holding three completely different realities in my hands at once: the physical space I’m trying to create, the uncertain middle ground of my health, and the big, bright future I refuse to let go of.
Right now, three words are keeping me grounded: Nesting, Nuance, and Next.
Nesting
I’ve been quietly prepping a new office space in our guest bedroom—a little corner that is entirely mine, designated for focus, business, and creation. But for now, that room sits waiting. I’m waiting, too—specifically on the doctor’s green light to resume more strenuous activity. It’s a test of patience to see a space ready for you while your body demands that you sit still a little longer.
Nuance
Then there is the nuance of it all. Navigating endless doctor appointments, blood tests, heavy bleeding, low iron, and fatigue isn’t just exhausting; it forces you to face real questions about long-term health and your heart. There isn’t always a quick fix or a simple explanation. Learning to live in the nuance means acknowledging that I am tired and frustrated while still trusting that healing takes time.
Next
Despite the physical pause, my mind is moving forward. Next is where my hope lives. It’s planning for a good outcome, taking concrete steps to launch my insurance business, structuring the LLC for my publishing company, and holding fast to every single goal on my horizon. My body might need rest, but my purpose isn’t on hold.
Here’s to resting in the middle, trusting the process, and building for what comes next.