Wow. You guys are great. I had this conversation last night with my husband--and, man, maybe I should have married a woman!
I don't know if it's normal or not, but I'm doing an inordinate amount of reflecting on my life of late. I found out the other day that I am only 9 days older than Michelle Obama. How crazy is that? I look at her poise, her confidence, and I wonder--hey, I could have had that. How come I don't? What do I need to be addressing, now, here, in my life that I've let slide under the surface so long that there's nothing but in me now but anger, just under the surface, bubbling and all too frequently erupting?
So, I've been reading a lot of crazy things and wondering about blogging about them. I have completely lost touch with what you all are up too. Generous offer, Wende, very generous. Thanks.
Hugs. I was thinking about you too. I'm with you, a little, at the moment. Hang in there. We're around if needed (and up to all sorts of interesting things).
On reflection and anger... you have my heartfelt sympathy. Looking one's own life in the eye hurts like hell.
(You do know that I'm back in Phoenix and filing for divorce, right? Not that your marriage is in any way your problem, but I'm speaking from experience about the rage and confusion and fear that leads up to KNOWING you have to either face the truth or lose yourself.)
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I've been thinking about you a lot lately -- take care of yourself, okay?
Aha. I was starting to worry, but I know you're also often busy, so I didn't want to pry.
Is there anything you'd like the rest of us to blog about, to enlighten or entertain you?
what can I do to help?
Wow. You guys are great. I had this conversation last night with my husband--and, man, maybe I should have married a woman!
I don't know if it's normal or not, but I'm doing an inordinate amount of reflecting on my life of late. I found out the other day that I am only 9 days older than Michelle Obama. How crazy is that? I look at her poise, her confidence, and I wonder--hey, I could have had that. How come I don't? What do I need to be addressing, now, here, in my life that I've let slide under the surface so long that there's nothing but in me now but anger, just under the surface, bubbling and all too frequently erupting?
So, I've been reading a lot of crazy things and wondering about blogging about them. I have completely lost touch with what you all are up too. Generous offer, Wende, very generous. Thanks.
Hugs. I was thinking about you too. I'm with you, a little, at the moment. Hang in there. We're around if needed (and up to all sorts of interesting things).
On reflection and anger... you have my heartfelt sympathy. Looking one's own life in the eye hurts like hell.
(You do know that I'm back in Phoenix and filing for divorce, right? Not that your marriage is in any way your problem, but I'm speaking from experience about the rage and confusion and fear that leads up to KNOWING you have to either face the truth or lose yourself.)
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