If you find me beneath the willow tree

I am in the midst of writing a paper and getting back into the groove of nonstop studying.  It is adrenaline rushing and provoking to be on the midst of a new adventure.  A huge part of my soul feels readied for this new stage of my life. I have not felt this way in a long time.

I am writing my final psychology paper on postpartum depression.  I can just leave it at that. 😛


I should be planning much more extensively, around my wedding, but I am not.  I’ve been trying to get my fiance to work out with me but it’s the equivalent of trying to lug four hundred pounds across the grand canyon.  I’ve been eating better, for the most part, and recently bought super cool air tight seal containers to hold my favorite snacks and such.  Most people know that I am a germ freak but only with certain things. Such as bodily fluids, the exchange of bodily fluids, and food contamination!  This has mainly stemmed from years of me being sick and reacting to things that the “average” joe doesn’t have to think about.  I have asthma, allergies, and a super cruddy immune system.  When I react – a benadryl isn’t going to do the trick.  My upper respiratory tract also doesn’t appreciate it when colleagues come to work with the simple “cold” or flu.

 

Something really crappy happened at work, this week, and I was in a down mood until I heard this song come on the radio.  I’ve been surrounded by such amazing women my entire life.  I am always perplexed when people are intimidated by strong women.  Women are so amazing but it has also never replaced the strong men in my life.   I am confused why society can not appreciate, love and support the growth of both and their potential power.

I will stop there today.

Many Blessings,

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