Tim Lawson
Bio
There isn't much to tell about me. Well, there is a ton to tell about me. I don't know how to put it into words without writing a book, or not telling enough of the story. So, I'll just leave it at that & let my writing tell the story.
Stories (13/0)
The Feelings that Reign
“Just look on the bright side.” “At least it’s not that bad.” “Just get over it.” I’ve heard every single one of those said to others and I cringe at every single one. Why others? Because a rare few know the struggles of a mind such as mine and those who know me that dearly usually know what to say and what not to say. The ones who don’t know what to say, or who might use one of the aforementioned phrases do not know me as well as they think they might…but then that’s why they don’t know me, because I know them so completely that I make sure to conceal that which I don’t want them to see.
By Tim Lawson3 years ago in Psyche
The Betrayal
Ian had been walking for what felt like days. In truth he’d been walking for only a few hours. He had been crossing fields and walking down paths muttering to himself along the way. He had never felt so little and so betrayed. Having placed so much trust in a single person only to have a harsh reality smack him in the face.
By Tim Lawson3 years ago in Families
Picked up at the Shop
I picked Kitt up at the shop...Yes, I named him Kitt (after a car, not because he's a cat) and no, I didn't pick him up at the pet shop. I also didn't adopt Kitt in the fashion most think of. You see, he appeared out of no where one winter morning while I was working at a John Deere dealer as a mechanic (there's the shop part of it). He was wandering around the mowers on display out front and was curious about what I was doing.
By Tim Lawson3 years ago in Petlife
A Dream Realized
Hugh was standing there looking out the window from the 25th floor a view that almost every new employee had looked out and exclaimed how great the view was and how much they were looking forward to working there, seeing the London skyline as it spread out from the Thames. They all thought it was great for the first month, until their soul started slipping away into those rectangular vortices filled with spreadsheets, charts and e-mails that worked to slowly replace the dreams and goals that once had filled them.
By Tim Lawson3 years ago in Motivation
The Turmoil of Non-Closure
Recently I went through a divorce which was neither civil nor outright terrible. Over the past two and a half years I went from making the hardest choice I can remember ever making to taking one step at a time to become someone better, not just for me but for those I care about, namely... my son. My ex-wife fought every step of the way and made every step toward this new life as painful as she could... although she would have you believe that she was innocent of everything.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Humans
Conflicted Xmas
I'm sitting here at the end of the day, Christmas day, and just thinking about it and how I really haven't cared for the holiday this year. Most years, I love Christmas, the build-up to the holiday and just everything else that surrounds this time of year. But this year I find myself not really caring much for it and now that the day is coming to a close I find myself wondering why I feel so lonely this year.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Motivation
A Journey in Photography Begins
So, you might say that I've been on the start of this journey for quite some time. You see, I've been taking pictures most of my life, although as much as I wish it could be more than a hobby, that's all it has ever been, and even then, only a small hobby at that. I love taking pictures, and I'm alright at it. I wouldn't say I'm a great photographer, but I can produce a decent shot now and then.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Photography
Sadness All Around
It's the holiday season, time for happiness and cheer, right? Well, maybe not for everyone. I know I find it hard lately to find more than a fleeting glimpse of the cheer I once felt this time of year. Instead, I feel the dark hold of sadness creeping in on me, on my mood, and into my soul.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Psyche
More Cruelty
What do you do when people only ever seem to offer you more cruelty along with that which they've already put into your life? I wish I knew, I really wish I knew. Maybe you turn the other cheek, or simply shrug it off? Maybe you combat cruelty with cruelty, or with love and compassion? I just don't know.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Psyche
Emotionally Drained
What do I do when it's all just too much? This is the question I ask myself at least once a day, if not many times over, like today. What do I do when it's all just too much? Such an ominous question with some very dark answers that I refuse to accept as possibilities. My worry, though, is that one day those dark answers will sometime become the only answers I hear.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Psyche
Sleepless Night
I know I'm not alone in this struggle that consumes me randomly, this struggle to find sleep. I know it exists and I know that I should be tired after the long day being up and working hard and yet I seem to be more willing to fight sleep than to submit to it.
By Tim Lawson6 years ago in Psyche