Sometimes in life you take what you can get. Sometimes you fight for more. You have to know when it's worth it. Definitely some battles are worth it. Others, not so.
I wish I had been born with a mouth that were easier to shut. As it is, I really have to work hard, and struggle sometimes, yes struggle to keep my mouth shut. If I think it and feel it passionately, it's going to get said. One way or another it will come out.
So I've been researching some things lately...for one, on dreams. I have been having these highly violent dreams. So much so, I will not even give details because there are people in my dreams that I know. Violent things. Alarming. So I have gone and looked up a few things.....basically bottom lining it, it has nothing to do with them. It has to do with me. Repressing. And not even repressing about them. How convoluted is that? And who knows that what we are learning and reading about dreams is really true? Seriously, how do "they" know?
Suffice it to say, I have a lot of work to do and a lot of decisions to make. About my life, what I'm doing, getting off my bummy and getting it done. I have to fight the good fight because you know, I'm not exactly married to a risk taker. But you know me, it's all gonna come out. One way or another....
betwixt and bewildered for now...signing off.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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