World Mental Health Day

I woke up this morning a bit off-kilter with my emotions all over the place.

It’s been stressful at work of late, and I’ve been processing a lot from last year and simply trying to move through everything without completely breaking down.

I haven’t been too successful, but that’s only because I’m stubborn, and I’ve had to be shown I need to take more time away from work.

So feeling all that I’m feeling and knowing I wouldn’t be able to provide my job with 100% of me today, I am taking an FMLA day, and I intend to rest my mind, body, and soul.

Coincidentally, I learned it is World Mental Health Day today. God is always trying to tell us something.

World Mental Health Day (10 Oct) is a day to talk about mental health and show everyone that mental health matters. It’s also a day to let people know that it’s okay to ask for help, no matter what you’re going through.

As the theme of World Mental Health Day highlights, ‘mental health is a universal human right’. That’s why at Mental Health Foundation, we’re dedicated to addressing the inequalities in mental health and working towards good mental health for all, not just for some.

Mental Health Foundation

If you need this day, please take it. Do not be like me and wait until you’re nearly bursting at the seams from built-up pain and anguish.

Be good to you today.

Peace and blessings.

Six

We celebrated one of my favorite little humans’ sixth birthday yesterday, and we all had such a great time!

Caison is growing up so fast, and time isn’t being kind in allowing me to enjoy his growth at a slower pace.

But that’s life with the wee ones, isn’t it?

I have this feeling that my baby cousin will do great things when he gets older. I am claiming it and walking in my manifestation for him.

Caison Michael at his flag football game on his birthday; October 07, 2023. Photo Credit Tremaine L. Loadholt
Our birthday song to him. Video credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Packaged joy and smiles
For a handsome six-year-old
Makes my heart happy
Time cannot be stopped for him
And with this, I must find peace

One More Game

I love this poem–it reminds me of the days when I could run circles around the boys in my neighborhood–how we all avoided going home because no one was at home and nothing was at home but pain.

It may speak to you, too. Visit the author’s site to read the poem in its entirety and to like it/show love, too.

From my eighth-floor windowI could hear hope bounce back and forthon concrete loitered with crack vials. Dirt-caked Nikes were like handsreaching for revolutionin the air. It didn’t get them out of the projects,but Jordan would have been proudthe way these boys balled. It kept their bodies distracted from the hungerof not eating for three days.Here, […]

One More Game

Scenes From My Sunday Morning Walk

Neighbor biking along the trail. Photo by Tremaine L. Loadholt
My apartment community is named, “The Lofts at Little Creek”; now I know why. Photo by Tremaine L. Loadholt
Autumn foliage trying to burst through. Photo by Tremaine L. Loadholt
Where the trail begins to twist and turn. Photo by Tremaine L. Loadholt

I decided to walk the trail behind my apartment building, and I fell in love with it!

This trail has so many twists and turns, and it seems to go on forever. I walked about two miles this morning, and next weekend, I’ll go a bit farther down the trail and see how long it goes.

I’ve found a new happy place, beautiful people, and I’m excited about this! I may even start skating down and along the trail as well.

Happy Sunday, folks! Enjoy it to the fullest!