giving a *BIG SMILE* as I say "HELLO".
My spirit and my mind are going through changes which are causing my body to feel funny. I'm feeling anxiety, happiness, excitement, nervousness, discomfort and of course moments of anger (my comfort emotion) all at the same time.
As I laid on my couch, tired and sleepy, my chest had that feeling of Oh... My... God... You know the tightness that takes over right at the moment of a sudden drop? That's how I felt at bedtime last night. My eyes were barely able to stay open yet my heart was racing as if I was on a rollercoaster. My life is changing. My world is changing. I realize wonderful, amazing, great things are happening that (a moment of realization) I have no control over. I'm loving it!
I know I have prayers and mediations regarding me coming from all over the world. SHOUT OUT to you spectacular people YOUR WELL WISHES ARE WORKING. Thank You.
Now for the meat and potatoes...
Embracing the imperfections of others- My one and only goal for the day. Again, I was awaken by the screams and the crying of a baby next door. At 5 in the morning, I must add. I wanted to bang on the wall and yell "Shut that Damn baby up!" until it dawned on me that maybe I just need to relax. I know the girl is going through something and she has her kids living in a studio apartment with her uncle. That can't be the best situation for any of them. Their imperfect situation may cause me some discomfort but I have my own space. (although Cody makes it hard for me to sleep comfortably by taking up all my leg room) Instead of complaining, I did what any normal person would do, I got on Facebook. Ha, but Facebook got me good. I immediately became disgusted at a picture a college bud had posted. It was a pic with two wrist and two razor blades. It was an image showing the right and wrong ways to slit your wrist. I felt my blood bubbling and my head getting ready to explode. I took a deep breath and commented on how horrible the pic was and how not funny he was to post it. His lack of knowledge and sensitivity is his problem. No he isn't perfect, so I needed to let go of the irritation and just educate him to the best of my ability. I also need to be prepared to accept whether he wants to be educated or not. Anyway, my lessons are starting early. Bring it! I am a good student so I'm ready. Have a great day people. Oh yea, excuse my typos. I'm not perfect. ;)
