Mitzi’s Happy

The battle cry for many women. Wow, I had seen a TikTok somewhere, and it was speaking to this sentiment, that a woman will testify about the tremendous challenges that she may be going through, and whatever they are, she will end the sentence with “I’ll figure it out.” Yeah, that has been my own… Read more: I’ll Figure it Out

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I didn’t plan on being a childless, divorced, woman. This is just where my path has led me, and I am truly having the time of my life just surviving it. This is not a call for sympathy, the freedom that I have to do whatever I put my mind to is amazing. Sure, it’s… Read more: Being a Single Woman, Gen X style.

I read that confidence is being able to count on yourself. It means that you keep your promises to yourself, and do the things you say you are going to do. This is a difficult thing to conquer when working through major depression. Counting on yourself to even do the most basic of things, even… Read more: Confidence is.

Tonight I’m sharing my recent journey of unleashing my inner plant protagonist in a world where bacon still reigns supreme. The Mission: In the grand buffet of life, I’ve decided to choose my meals with intention. It was after careful thought that I made the choice to do this while adopting a vegan lifestyle, and… Read more: Quietly Vegging Out: Embracing Mindful Eating as a Secret Vegan

There was a switch in my life this year. I have been trying to pinpoint what it was- when I went from the process of unbecoming the things that weren’t me and no longer suited me, to becoming the person I am meant to be. The world is, at times, literally brighter now. My house… Read more: Healing is physical.

It’s been three years of being on my own, and many more before that where I was living life without a partner, although we were in the same house. It was today that I was driving to work and out of the air, I could see and feel the words “It wasn’t your fault.” It… Read more: I Didn’t Do This

No one can make anyone, anything. I was revisiting this thought the other day, that we can’t use relationships as hobbies, but some people do. That’s why one of the first questions I will ask someone when thinking about going out is “what are your interests” or “what makes you happy?” There are a lot… Read more: A Relationship is not a Hobby

I’ve been calling on my newly found cicada spirit animal guide to put my future plans into perspective. I feel like I have been underground for 17 years and now that I’m coming back to the surface I do have this shell of an old me that I’m shedding because it no longer serves its… Read more: one persons song is another persons scream.

My corgi Sally hates pictures. She also isn’t a cuddler. So when I looked down and saw these two sleeping together my heart melted a little. Sally is 13. I know I can’t keep her forever and some days that breaks my heart. She’s a connection to a past that I wish that someone else… Read more: You never know when a little magic moment will come by.

I am so loving these pictures of Thomas taken by a friend. The Fall colors won’t last long and these are just perfect.

My newfound cicada spirit animal journey has got me thinking and breathing new a new perspective into my life. I feel like talking now, and I am no longer concerned if anyone is bothered by the song I sing. Today I watched a video of a girl who was calmly riding a horse as it… Read more: Thomas has a bruised sole, and I might have a bruised soul- so we’re a pair.

The author identifies with cicadas as their spirit animal. Cicadas exemplify resilience, enduring years in dormancy before their spectacular emergence, which mirrors life’s transformations, requiring patience and tenacity. Their emergence represents shedding past attachments for a bright future, while their synchronized appearance underscores community strength. Their distinctive chirping heralds self-expression. The cicada inspires the author’s self-discovery journey.

I became intentional about not using the words “I’m sorry” years ago. It was a way to try to take space back in my life that I had been freely giving away, the door prize to having to deal with my existence. It works, halfway, to replace “I’m sorry” with “thank you,” but it’s not… Read more: On Becoming Unapologetic

How would you rate your confidence level? It’s 8:35pm. The laundry is done and folded, dishes are drying in the washer, the bread machine is whirring away and I have beans soaking for tomorrows dinner. I’ve cleaned, went for a quick run, spent time at the barn (with a gut punch because Thomas is hurt),… Read more: I’m Confident that I’ll Be Confident, Just not on Sunday.

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRn75ynr/ Without going into any real detail, it has been suggested anonymously to me today that I need to stop laughing loudly. My laugh is not negotiable. I’m not going to make myself less than my happiest self in the name of how someone else thinks I should be. My laugh has kept me alive… Read more: I have some rather large feelings tonight.

My word of the year is becoming. Admittedly, I’ve not held it as much to the front of my days as I could- but before I post I often think “now what was my word again?” And that is enough to keep it there somewhere. Part of my year of becoming has got me thinking… Read more: Unsupervised.

It occurred to me, and I don’t know why it took until tonight, that I have no keeper. There is no one that is in my home that I answer to, ever. No one to keep me from a full week of cereal for dinner. Not a soul who bothers me about how I do… Read more: I am unkept. And I am her.

I read somewhere to use ‘and’ instead of ‘but’, so here I am. I have been in a state of realization that I’m happy and fearful. The more that I think about how I’ve been doing for the past x amount of years, there’s more it hits me that I’ve been making choices, like a… Read more: Happy (and)

I get that given my whole thing here is “Mitzi is Happy” this post might seem to contradict it. It doesn’t. I’m ready. I’m ready to be outraged and let it fuel me for a little bit, or as long as it needs to stay. I’m happy at my core, but there’s this thing inside… Read more: Ready for Rage

I don’t really have a place to put this experience that I’ve been through, so I’m putting it here. I’ve been doing some heavy self-work for awhile. The details of that don’t really matter. What does matter is that I’ve recently experienced something that I had all but lost hope that would happen, and that… Read more: Healing can come on just as fast as trauma, or take as long to get as it can take for trauma to build.

Right now I’m walking on my treadmill and writing this post because somewhere along the line I decided that I wanted to run a marathon, and also have a blog that I kept up with. Of course there’s the horse that takes up most of my hobby time (if your brain just jumped to the… Read more: I have too many hobbies…maybe

http://www.instagram.com/reel/Cj0oNyCsPJ7/ Somehow I have become a Swifty in the last few years. I like what she says about writing and telling your story. Legacy is something that has been on my mind as a 40 something woman with no children. There’s not really anyone I have lined up to leave anything to when I’m no… Read more: Let your lessons be your legacy

As I talked about in a different post, I’ve spent a few years unbecoming the layers of me that I have been wearing that really aren’t me at all. A lot of the this came out of simply putting myself last. I found myself in a place where I cared so much about the well-being… Read more: On Becoming after unbecoming

It’s the New Year, and I’ve caught on to the trend that many people choose a word or phrase to serve as their guiding principle for the year ahead. This word can be a source of inspiration and motivation, helping to focus our goals and efforts on what really matters. Embracing this idea, I have… Read more: “Becoming” is my word of the year.

I spent some time tonight writing, while in my treadmill, warm and comfortable while the world outside is wet and drizzly. I was contemplating if I was spoiled. My world is filled with the tools and comforts that allow me to do almost everything I can imagine (and always with a trusty dog at my… Read more: I Belong to Me.

Taking down the Christmas tree inspired some new decorating. I’ve put some of my favorite clutter in front of one of my living room windows. Right next to this is a little beverage station area, clearing off counter space in my kitchen. There are days living on my own that are incredibly empowering. There are… Read more: Bring in the new…

I’ve always thought that divorce would be more fun if on signing day you received a divorcery kit that consisted of running shoes and bourbon.

I named this blog the way that I did because being happy is something that I had lost comfort with. This blog is a statement of courage in admitting my happiness, as strange as that may sound for some. I hadn’t imagined that I would be on my own at this point in my life.… Read more: Why I love this picture

This iron makes me giggle. It’s the first iron that I’ve owned for three years. When I was going through my separation then divorce and bought my house I left our expensive iron behind. My ex liked to iron, and in my state of not being able to comprehend that he was living with his… Read more: I should be at least a little embarrassed…and I’m not at all.

Wow, it’s been three years of knowing Thomas. He’s my heart horse. Not just that I love him and we have that connection/ but for three years he has held my heart while we ride, each time giving it back a little lighter. We spent months just walking that first winter – for him it… Read more: Today is Thomas’s Gotcha Day

Thomas is a Clydesdale x Gypsy Vanner cross draft horse. He came into my life at exactly the right moment. The long story short is that I was only window shopping for horses, but felt instantly connected when I saw Thomas on a sale site. He was a little green though, and so was I… Read more: Introducing Thomas

I’m getting to the other side of being lost in the woods of life. When I first started reading about the use of fairy tales as warnings to children kind of as a way to soften the blow of real life situations that will happen. Being in the woods is a place of struggle and… Read more: It’s a little messy here, but it’s where I’m supposed to be.