my hub’s flight is delayed out of Dallas tonight. 😦
this is really going to add to his dislike of flying!
he said, ‘pour a glass of wine, and I’ll be home soon.’
so that’s what I’m doing. I have three hours in front of me.
been a long week without the hub around. I know it’s been a long week for him too. he seems to actually love me. awesome.
so it’s just been the girls and me.
the puppers and I enjoyed a walk in the soft rain yesterday. beautiful. I let the light rain just fall on us. it was so peaceful. and good prep for my MBTI session last night!
turns out the pup has been in a foul mood since her daddy has been gone. every night when we get home from our walk she eagerly bounds to the back. looking for her him. she’s so cute!
I should be straightening up. but I think I may take a nap instead…or read.
when I got home tonight, I looked in the mirror tonight after an arduous work day. with zero breaks. no outside air. frozen lunch. and disappointing news.
aged is what I saw looking back. really? when did those smile cracks happen?
hey, at least that means I’ve been smiling!
ms has really taken a toll on me physically. I saw that for the first time tonight. well outside of the leopard spots and knots from my daily injections.
feel like hibernating after putting on my E all week at work.
while playing in my dreams at night.
a book to write. sessions to schedule. books to read. emails to catch. something new to learn.
it’s hard work.
that is what Ms. Martha Beck coached me about…a year and a half ago.
wow. it was that long ago?
hadn’t thought of that event for some time. happy event too, that I have let go!
life changing. that woman is amazing. brilliant.
and what do I do when I meet her in person a month later?
the only thing I can say is how much her coaching in April 2011 changed me. ooh…and look at the post-it highlighter tabs that I bought after I heard Oprah recommend them on one of her shows. as I nervously finger them before she grabs my book for an autograph. could I perhaps be related to Peter Griffin?
sometimes I want to slap myself upside my head.
when I really wanted to say, this class changed me. I wanted it to change me. and fix me. correction: I wanted to fix me. and, yes, ma’am, the last five months have delivered. and I would do it over again in a second. thank you for showing me the way.
thank you so much for giving me, me.
so here, you go, Martha. you rocked my world.
and I close by saying that I respectfully do not care if you ever read this blog post.