Author: Magda Gee

I am in a program of recovery for those whose lives have been affected by someone else's drinking, drug use, mental illness. I am new to the experiences of faith and hope and courage, qualities absent for me in proximity to my family. No Contact has been the way to keep safe from diminishing words and actions directed at me. I think I have listened for the last time to how I deserve mistreatment. By holding out for something more wholesome and loving, I have been both banished and demanded to return. I prefer serenity to proximity. I will continue with my program and faith in the best possible outcome, so long as I do my part-- to stalk GOD as if my life depends on it.

Get Back Up! (again)

This position is uncomfortable and I prefer the other view. Deep Breath. I will get myself up- do the next right thing.  Dogs to groomer, serve my boss,  be present for the joy of preparing for my older son’s birthday party.  It would be much easier to lay here indulging fantasy and regret. If I spend one minute thinking of those …


Holiday Performances-Broken Enough to Feel, Foolish Enough to Share

      Feeling concerned for the fallout of  saying NO to the gracious awkward invitation to sit at the table with people who cast me out harshly and publicly and then demand request my appearance, I began researching how to proceed—even with my unfortunate and evil ways, of course.  See, I am called to continually get over hurtful and …

Acceptance, Faith, Musings, Self-Love

Silence- Not Equal to Peace and Grace

    Silence can indeed be a form of grace and peace.  However, when it is the requirement or expectation by one party for another to be silent, it is oppressive and bullying.  When communication and acknowledgment are withheld, that is passive aggressive, coward bullshit  unwholesome and unloving. For those with pinched smiles and silent nods striving for a Pollyanna vibe, it is …


Today is Difficult

I have received information- more of the sort which I feel unable  to accept or change.  I feel knocked down.  With two little guys that count on me to get back up,  I do.  Maybe one day, I will do it for myself.  For today, I do it for them.  I acknowledge difficult times and feeeeeling defeated– AND I …


Love a Promise, Not an Emotion

When my boys were 5 and 6 years old, after the successive passing of two acquaintances and our family pet- S2:   Why did they die? Me: When our bodies grow too tired and weak, our bodies die and we go to Heaven.     S1:  Does it hurt? Me:  I don’t think so.  We arrive whole and healthy again in …


Fearless Authenticity-I Heart the Dowager

Watching DTA in binge fashion, I find myself utterly and madly in love with The Dowager.  Her values and poise, I do not relate to–  Irresistibly lovable for her priceless authenticity- unyielding to anything outside of  her principles.  She is the ultimate BadAss–even with zero spirituality, she is completely honorable.  Probably for abiding by a Power Greater …