amelliagrace
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Hello there Ladies, and anyone else reading this thread - Oh, wehre to begin.... I didn't get to go to Iowa...and that is nothing short of major suckage. I'm at a rather complicated and difficult juncture on my life journey. There is joy, and satisfaction, challenge and hardship, reward and sacrifice in the life of this FW...and I suspect most any FW can say the same. Those things are part and parcel of life, be it the life of a Free Man, Free Woman, or slave. The specifics are somewhat different is all. The challenges vary, the form joys and rewards take may be different. But no matter who you are, life is life, and much of the stuff of life is simply endemic to the human condition. As for my own specifics: The last 12 months have been more taxing and stressful than my norm - which is stressful enough, lol. Much to my chagrin, this is shaping up to be the summer of "patching up the old gray mare", who ain't what she used to be. I'm standing here saying, "I don't have time to deal with this stuff; I have a life to live", and the body says in reply, "Deal with it, Woman, cuz you're living will have a whole lot less quality, and you'll get a lot less done, if try ignoring what needs doing with the chasis." I may be grumbling about it, but I'm resigned to working on the chasis, lest I find myself stuck on the side of the road, with life passing by at warp speed. This was to be the summer of returning to college. Woman makes plans, God laughs, so the saying goes. It isn't exactly as I'd planned it to be, but I am currently taking one class, and will be starting another shortly. Getting to the education goal is going to require longer, and a more circuituous route than I'd planned, but I'll get there. On the parenting, front...well...I haven't killed anyone yet...and that is bloody damned amazing, given what's going on there! The economy is forcing me to make vocational changes. I'm less than thrilled, but this isn't something worthy of copious lament. Relationships... That one gets complicated, quickly. Suffice it to say, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times". Love, like life itself, is nothing if not an adventure. I'm learning a lot. Some of the lessons are things of exquisite beauty, while others are filled with grief, saddness, and resignation. Still, no lesson I've ever learned on the relationship front has ever been without value...it is just that some of them have a more painful price tag, and some are not as enjoyable so others. I think my theme for this summer may turn out to be, "Live free or die hard." Gracie
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