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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Rough Day

Rough, rough. Difficult, in many ways, with both young ladies under our roof. Fear, anger. Fear, fear. On that note, heading to bed to get a good night's sleep to fortify me for tomorrow. Since at the moment at least, I can't pack my bags and head to Tahiti.

Considering there are night creams and eye creams, bust creams and thigh creams, why can't there be a cream for smoothing the wrinkles in the course of mothering daughters? Or does it work out somehow that the wrinkles add character and help define our beauty--bring out the ultimate glow and confidence in us and our girls? That the bumps and wrinkles along the road soften us, expand our hearts, open our eyes to the wide, wide world. No such thing as a path as smooth as silk, and so on....

Nah, that's too fanciful. I think I better face the fact that some people are just pretty darn difficult, for a whole handbagful of reasons. And they happen to be my traveling companions at this moment on this journey. It doesn't mean they don't have beauty, strength, gifts and immense potential, it just means that they, and I, have to work hard right now to untie the ribbons and coax it all out.

Good night.

TCOY
  1. Private Benjamin. Even that was rough.
  2. Ice water.
  3. Made salmon, brown rice and corn for dinner.
  4. Continue to reach out for support.



2 comments:

  1. Hang in there, honey, until the day we can both board that Tahiti-bound plane!! thinking of you and sending good thoughts. xoxo

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  2. thanks for being there, Kim. And I think you should go visit Liz and Nan, as they said in your commments...if you can swing it....a little nurturing goes a long way love alice

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