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Jun 27
2008
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I surprised myself a bit today. I have been on the low side of this wonderful disease for just a few days. Kind of feel myself slipping. But this past week I took my kids to VacationBible School (VBS). THey loved it, games, crafts and bible stories. It was all about Jesus being our Forever Friend. Well, at the conclusion of tonight's festivities our preacher said a prayer. Along the lines of help us remember that you are always there to guide and comfort, and that no matter how old we are, you are our friends. I got chills on my arms and tried not to get too emotional. Then I looked at a good friend of mine and told her I was about to cry. We both cried/laughed it off. I said, "I need to go and take my hormone meds!" It was an amazing prayer and I was completely taken aback by my reaction. So even when I am in the throws (of a MILD case) of the blahs I am aware I am not alone
written by golferel, July 13, 2008
Normally eating three pieces of cake would be a good thing, because you were, I don't know, celebrating something great. Not me, I am celebrating the fact that I cannot get a plane ride off my mind. I am celebrating that I can't talk to my husband about what needs to be said. (Say by John Mayer is a kick ass song) I am celebrating that the thought of going to work makes me anxious. I also have indigestion because I just ate that cake and I am a bit wired and can't fall asleep. I must admit though, even though all this is going on I feel that I am still me. In a good way and I don't want to change it. Yeah, I feel like shit, but I know that maybe next time I can start writing before I start eating...if I want! One of my friends said "I finally got my shit together and my body is falling apart." Funny and unfortunately true. 
