The Art of Becoming
WeLLthy...

Me: I'm a truth seeker.  I'm a thinker, a 'beat my brain up because something just doesn't make sense 'kinda gal'. Most days I'm rational, understanding, inquisitive, analytical, creative, and a hopeless romantic.  My pronouns are obvious and I identify as a conspiracy theorist...oh and I'm a die hard ice cream lover.  God gave me a wicked tongue to go with all that personality and I like to use my God given gifts. 

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The History: For most people, including myself, 2020 was the start of a nightmare.  All normalcy as I knew was becoming a memory.  And yet, because of all this, I was having an AWAKENING...but it wasn't a pleasant awakening as I so often would read how others had theirs.  My sense of understanding became hostile. My inquisitiveness couldn't be sated with all the rabbit holes I was diving into both politically and medically.  Cynicism took over my analytical mind. And the amount of tears I shed, worries I felt that all but consumed me, and nerves that seemed like they were inches from coming undone...it was no longer about me and my husband easing our way into empty nesting.  It was about discovering truths, asking questions, being resolute in decisions, and distributing all my new found knowledge to our adult children as if they were babies again. 

 

The Realization:  I had many days and nights of realizations.  Those were hard (very hard) pills to swallow.  But with those realizations came decisions that had to be made. They were decisions necessary for my physical and mental wellbeing. So much of what I had been taught pre 2020 has only been half truths or full lies.  I first needed to cope then I needed to deal.  

 

The Future:  I'm sure you heard the phrase, "I can't unlearn it".  That is me now. I can't unlearn what I have been researching, what others have also been researching. And there is SO much still yet to learn.  I no longer brush aside the little things that don't make sense.  I no longer trust our government or any acronym associated with it.  I no longer eat just any fresh fruit or vegetable.  I no longer drink water out of the faucet. I no longer believe there isn't a cure for cancer.  I no longer feel the need to vacation when everything I need to relax is in my own home.  I no longer have credence in the education system.  And The Wicked Kettle is where I want to share it all.  What you'll find here are blog posts that may challenge an agenda,  resource pages, how-to pages, and what I buy to help create calm, serenity, tidiness, and function in our home and where I buy it.  Most of all,  I'm not here to change peoples' minds; I myself am on a continuous learning journey.  I'm here to encourage you to think, to ask questions, to open eyes...and to help you rediscover your wellbeing. 

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By the way, my love of ice cream never changed...but evidently what's in it and how it's made has...