Traci E. Langston
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Writing can be therapy, insanity or both. Here is my mind, my dreams, my fears, my thoughts, my life laid bare to share with you. Enjoy the journey into what is at once my blog, diary and world, and don't forget to tip your guide.
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People Think I'm Funny
When I talk people laugh. It’s always been that way. Even when I was a little kid I would talk about my life or make observations about others or the world and the kids would laugh. Of course, my world was pretty safe and small at that time so there wasn’t a lot to notice. But as I grew bigger and so did my life and the world I knew, there was more and more to make fun of.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Motivation
I've Always Been A Good Girl
When I get to the end of my life I expect to go out as a very old woman with a smile on her face and a slight chuckle that no one but a few friends will understand. You see, I have always been the good girl. The one who did what everyone expected. But there were those times that I just couldn’t or really didn’t want to, and those are the reason for the chuckle.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Confessions
The Well
I open my eyes and peer into the darkness. The darkness is deep and silent. This has been my world for so long I am not sure of how many days, months, years I have been here. It has become safe and comfortable here. I live in the bottom of a very deep, very dark, very isolated well. This is my home. This is my life. This is my depression.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Motivation
My Precious Little Girl
My daughter died. This statement met with several blank stares so I stopped saying it. But that didn’t make it any less real. I never had a human child but I did have a precious daughter with four legs and fur. I had a cat and her name was Baldrick. She was my daughter for six and a half years. I cherish every moment I got to share with her.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Petlife
I Got Fat
I am fat. This is not a debatable issue. I can look in a mirror. I can read a scale. I can see the charts. I am technically obese according to the numbers. I wasn’t always this way. I created this body and I know how I did it. I also can now admit as to the why.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Longevity
Thanksgiving Dinner
Have you ever found yourself alone at Thanksgiving but still wish you had the whole taste experience of the great big dinner? Or maybe it is just you and your partner and you don’t want to fix the whole meal and deal with all those leftovers. Sometimes it comes down to wanting the dinner but your wallet says you can’t. I have the solution. I have developed a Thanksgiving meatloaf. (It is great for other holidays or regular meals as well).
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Feast
A League of Their Own
I went into viewing the new “A League of Their Own” series on Netflix with cautious optimism. I loved the movie. The movie showed a slice of history often not taught in school, that of the powerful influence and support that women had during World War II.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Beat
Queen Elizabeth and Me
The procession of the hearse travels the road escorted by her Guard. The coffin draped in a flag providing a place for her crown, orb and scepter. The trees they pass are showing the first hints of Fall as their leaves have begun to lose their color almost as if they too feel sadness at the loss of such a great woman and monarch.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Motivation
Divorce Emotions
There was no ceremony. I didn’t wear anything special. No food was served. My friends and family did not attend. There were no announcements in the paper or sent in the mail. All I got was a legal document with a stamp on the bottom that said my marriage of 15 years was over. Done. Finished. Kaput. I was divorced.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Humans
My Life Is My Own
I find myself in my mid-fifties wondering how to do some basic things and what I should really do with my life. I know it sounds absurd but I have come to realize that there has not been a time that I got to truly lead my life and be who I really am. And therein lies the beauty and the storm of my current existence.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Confessions
Time for the Party to Be Over?
The signs are on the corners. The ads are on television. Yes, it is that time of year again- campaign season. It is the time when a bunch of people you have never heard of, and a few you have, tell you everything you want to hear as well as some things you don’t. Promises and big plans of how they as a sole individual will swoop into our political system and make everything right.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in The Swamp
