No less of a woman

Women around the world define themselves in many different ways but many unfortunately still do not ever have an opportunity to define themselves as they wish. We continue to be told to be a certain way, are confined to so many unspoken norms and rules and continue to be exposed to harsh judgements that continue to mark us.  In recent decades, women have made great gains and accomplished wonderful things and we have many influential women to thank for this. Let us celebrate those moments of achievement and strive to do even more.

Despite these moments there remains the reality that there is much work to be done but let’s not be so quick to always think it’s the males that need to improve. I believe there is much improvement that can be done within our female counterparts.  Having always gotten along well, if not better with men (bet some of you are already judging that one), some of my own put-down moments reside in interactions with other women. Rather than trying to stifle people or demand they conform, we can all learn to be more uplifting towards each other. Not because we are gaining something but to have genuine and sincere happiness for each other and a true appreciation for what every woman brings to the table.  See that’s the thing that many women don’t get. We all don’t have to bring the same thing to the table.

My past year has consisted of a lot of inner turmoil about whether to have a second child or not.  In fact, during my first pregnancy I hand selected many baby items that were neutral in colour or chose things that I thought would be useful for “two” babies but then some changes happened.  While I have my own inner critic to deal with, I have been insulted, judged, ridiculed and shamed at least once per month for having one child and not another. Sadly, all coming from the strong voices of women.  There seems to be a lot more understanding towards couples who have no kids to not bring up the topic at all. People seem to know that it’s not polite to ask incase the couple can’t conceive. But once you’ve had a child?  It seems like it’s fair game for anyone to comment. I have been called, “selfish” , told that having only one child is wrong, that I cannot leave her alone, “you can’t do that to her”, “oh you’re one of those work people” and more.  Some women love to share their words of wisdom and will often share that I should have more children. Yet in between their advice they are complaining about how hard their life is and everything they are giving up.  I truly don’t feel uplifted and often stare and think “and I would want to be financially broke, exhausted etc….because???”  Or  I hear the infamous story or Instagram moments of the wonderful entrepreneur they know who has three kids, 2 cats and a big house. In those moments I think is this supposed to be “how to feel like a failure” conversation or an uplifting conversation? While I have always appreciated candor in people as I am fairly honest myself, these comments are really not uplifting or inspiring in any way.  Interestingly, as a woman I seem to be “blamed”. Noone has ever said, “Your husband is so selfish” in those conversations. Or when the conversation comes up with my husband’s network, people don’t remark “Dude, you’re such a jerk. Have another kid!” Funny isn’t it? It has always been assumed that I am solely responsible when in fact both partners in a relationship are responsible for the choice of bringing another family member into the world.  

Raising children is a huge responsibility, one that I take seriously and if having another child means that I cannot fulfill my responsibilities in the way that I want to or value then I don’t see why I have to.  I want to teach my daughter good values and about love, happiness, strength and balance.  I want her to be fierce and smart and so many wonderful things and I want her to be proud of her gender and feel good with her choices.  As a woman what I have to bring to the table is dedication and passion, which I share not only with my family but with everyone else’s children in the field of education where I work.  

So while we should celebrate women’s accomplishments, let’s also recognize that we need to value ourselves and embrace the females in our network, our differences and the qualities we bring to the table rather than the number of children that we have.  The next time you want to comment on someone’s family or choices, think about whether your comment would be helpful, inspiring or uplifting. If it’s not then sit tight and work on being the woman you want to be and let me take care of the woman I want to be.  It might take me a whole lifetime to figure things out but I am no less of a woman in the meantime.

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Help comes in mysterious ways

We all have moments in our life where we wonder, we reflect about choices, our purpose, other’s intentions and whether we have taken the right path.  There are days where we know and feel that we are right where we are supposed to be in our journeys and days where we can’t wait to get off the track. There are days where we share with others our triumphs and hardships and days where we are silent.  In that silence we may ask for clarity, guidance or help.  Most of us expect help to come to us in simplistic or logical ways. We open up to our closest friends and family members or anyone that is within our circle of comfort and wait to receive sound advice.  We look for approval and praise in our tasks as solace for our own discomforts as though receiving such approval will justify that we are making the right choice.  The thing about help is that it comes in mysterious ways and when it arrives we often do not see it.  These moments are the ones that we need to embrace the most and that will allow the most growth or provide us with the insight to go forward.  Often we do not even realize that these situations and people are there to help us.  It can be the stranger  you passed in the grocery aisle that you exchange some quick words with, the people that come into your life momentarily and then leave just as quickly, the pages you stumble on in your book, the first words you are drawn to or the song that plays at just the right time.  Amongst the noise of your day to day life and events there are millions of messages that are sent our way to process and many of those moments that appear random are often not.  Be open and receptive to the the words of wisdom shared with you, the people you bump into or the situations you encounter along the ride and understand that help may not always come as you imagine it nor as quickly as you would like. Questions may take years to answer and some may never be answered at all but as Gabrielle Bernstein would say, “The Universe has your back” and hope is just around the corner. Continue reading “Help comes in mysterious ways”

Unspoken Words

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Unspoken words lingered in her mouth.  Those words sat there for days and tasted like a stale cigarette.  She tried to cover up the taste but it reached down her throat making its way inside her.  She tried to choke back the saliva but the accumulation burned her throat. She swallowed hard and was once again struck with the bitter taste.  She opened her mouth to speak but only hiccupped. Words of desire, love, anger, remorse and shame swirled in her mind, yet were stifled once again. Unspoken words lingered in her mouth and remained trapped inside her….

 

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Not good enough…

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The fan buzzed in the room rustling the papers that were posted on the board.  A fly darted across the room looking for the quickest exit.  

She looked down at her papers and started to scribble in the corner.  The gash she left with her pencil grew wider and wider on the paper.  Her teacher was saying something in that moment but she had stopped listening.  She was probably reminding her to use one of the million strategies listed on the board.  That or trying to convince her in that moment that the exam didn’t show all that she was capable of.   Her head hung down. Blood rushed to her face and tears sprung to her eyes.  She felt shame and frustration.  Her teacher said things with her words but the panic stricken look on her face told a different story.  She had learned to compensate by reading people’s body language really well.  Her teacher was a pro at saying things with her words and making jokes to ease tension but her eyes always revealed the truth.  Not like it was a secret anyway.  She saw the teachers whispering and saying that the exam was not fair, that it was given later this year and that it was hard.  Hard?  She didn’t even begin to understand the first paragraph or know where to look.  Her teacher gave her some computer with a robotic voice that just read her the same paragraph again and again.  Something about finding the cost of an obstacle course.  She was actually quite athletic and was excited to see it at first.  That spark quickly got stolen away the minute she opened the booklet to see words sprayed everywhere.  It was like a giant regurgitation of works spilling from every angle of the page.  None of it made sense to her and she really couldn’t care less why she needed to know this stuff.  I mean she sat there and watched her own teacher use the calculator daily to figure out her lame mark on her quizzes so why was it so important to them to figure out this stuff.  Was she really going to need it in life?  Her teacher talked to her about that sometimes and tried really hard.  Every time she taught something new she would start off with some grand idea about the use of knowing that math in real life.  But she wasn’t there yet in her life and didn’t care.  Can’t she worry about that later?  

Her thoughts were interrupted by the bead of sweat that was about to leak down her teacher’s neck as her teacher stared at her with disappoint in her eyes  She must have tuned out way too long.  Her teacher had that look on her face again.  Ya so I’m going to fail she thought.  So what? I’ve failed all my life and still can’t get it right even a week before graduation.  The fan buzzed in the room rustling the papers that were on the board.  Even the papers on the board wanted to desperately be released from this moment.  This moment where you realize your efforts may just not be good enough.  She locked eyes with her teachers for a few seconds..enough to know that her teacher felt the exact same way….

What if….

The “what ifs” that engulfed her were like tides growing.  Each one more forceful and each one giving no reason or rationale to her present being.  

The problem with “what ifs” is that she already had a good indication of what things would be like. She knew but not everyone had that insight and saw it from the same perspective…

Sometimes the questions we ask or wonder about are the ones that test our character the most and the ones that can create the most chaos in the balanced world we have created for ourselves.  Sometimes not having the answers to our “what ifs” is life’s natural inclination to protect us, a way for the universe that indicates that we are in good hands the way things are and that we do not need anything more.  It is a barrier, a line, or a door that needs to remain closed.  Not knowing can cause significant distress and turmoil in our emotional part of being and so becomes a protection of the pain that may ensue.

The truth that could emerge from the shadows of the unknown can be painful because it may very well be that reality may not meet the standard we had created in our illusion of perfection….

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The real deal on eating gluten free

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In recent months and years I have become quite popular at social gatherings and it is not always due to how much people actually prefer my company but by the disbelief and questions involving my inability to eat gluten. Within these interactions, the males tend to retreat in disbelief and state, “You can’t F*%^i$ eat anything” and at least one female sizes me up and down and categorizes me as slim or not.  Based on their perception they they then approach and probe with questions like, “So how did you feel when you would eat gluten?” and “How much weight did you lose?” soon comes after.

With gluten free being the hottest label that merchants can put on their items, many people truly do not understand the genuine challenges that a person with this issue may face and by genuine, I am not referring to your new found promise to your trainer to avoid carbohydrates or your color coded containers that allow you a morsel or two of gluten based foods but the real fine print that comes with such as diagnosis.  Don’t get me wrong, it has been life changing and has awarded me some benefits especially to my health but it has not always been easy.

So here goes. Here are ten real issues that a person having to avoid gluten has to face: 

1. NO cheats allowed

 We cannot cheat EVER…in fact even cheating just once can have severe repercussions on our bodies that range from individual to individual and can take out bodies anywhere from 48 hours to weeks to completely eliminate from our system.

I will never forget an acquaintance that told me that she couldn’t eat gluten because she had a gluten sensitivity and it nearly cost her an operation to repair the damage in her intestines.  Fast forward a few months later at an event I watched in dismay as she shoveled Italian homemade pizza in her mouth bite after bite. She justified it by saying that “lately she was feeling fine when ingesting it”.  People that truly have a celiac or gluten intolerane problem are not ever able to go back to ingesting gluten. EVER. Period.

2. What weight loss?

Although it is true that your body may shed some weight when initially cutting out gluten, like anything our bodies also are made from an evolutionary perspective to constantly adjust and adapt.  If it were that easy for us to lose weight, no one would be carrying around excess weight. We would all be mean lean machines.  Those that do not have a gluten issue may lose weight initially but then when you reintroduce the items, you will likely gain it back, the same way most people regain their muffin tops every holiday season.

Those of us that actually do have to stay off gluten for life, well in our case, losing any weight sometimes can be even more difficult as we have made so many cuts and adjustments that our body may go into starvation mode and store calories.  I would win a contest on being the most clean and healthiest eater from all of my entourage.  I cook fresh healthy clean meals and have done so for years.  So when friends suddenly lose weight because they decided to eat healthy, this can be frustrating for us “celiac folk” because many of us already do eat healthy and have not reaped the same bonus.

3. Gluten free options are not always healthy

Eating a rich diet in nutrients and unprocessed foods is healthy, but you must caution with gluten free items.  The flours used to make gluten free items may contain more starch and sugar than regular gluten filled items or empty calories.   May I add that potatoe starch is not good for your waistline period whether they are in your gluten free items or not.  Do not assume that gluten free items are better.  Sometimes they are but sometimes they are not.  

4. Eliminates choice

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5. Cross contamination is a real deal

It makes my life ten times more difficult and thanks to many of you and your internet fad diets people are just not getting the danger of cross contamination.  Those of you following fad diets will NOT get sick or be endangered if their chicken was grilled on the same grill as the garlic bread you eat and lick your fingers with but we will.  Cross contamination does not only mean not making items touch but also ensuring that there is no contact at all. A person with celiac disease cannot consume more than 5 micro-units of gluten.  Look up what a micro-unit of gluten means and you will see that it is the equivalent to one microscopic crumb.  That’s all it takes to get me sick and having experienced this it is not walk in the park.  

6. It’s not your place to decide how bad the symptoms are.  

Many people will ask “What’s the worst that will happen?” and look at you wide eyed expecting you to say something along the lines of “I will implode” The truth is some people may have different symptoms, each time, depending on how much or little they have ingested, how many times they have been sick, and so on.  Many of you will listen to our symptoms and judge them to be “not so bad” but the thing is,  it’s not your disease to live with so it’s not up to you to decide how bad the symptoms may or may not be. The real deal is that gluten will eat away at our intestines and put us at risk for other medical issues including cancer.  How’s that for bad?

7. Not everything is replaceable

I appreciate how much my family and friends mean well and want to bake you some treats or feed you things they believe may be gluten free but some things just do not taste as good.  After three years there are some things I have had that are OUTSTANDING and better than the gluten versions (stay tuned for my go to places in an upcoming blog) and others that are not at all the same.  A good Montreal bagel is just not replaceable. While it may be so kind of you to think of us and buy us some gluten free cookies that you found on a shelf, they may really taste terrible so if you want to help, you are better off asking us for advice or brace yourself for witnessing a good case of the gags.

8. Gluten is in EVERYTHING

When avoiding gluten it is not just about not eating breads, cookies or pasta based foods. When I say it is in everything, let me tell you it is actually hidden in many foods that it should not be in.  Many restaurants use flour or other gluten items to thicken their sauces, or add some texture to their foods.  Coming from an Italian heritage where my parents always taught me to cook from fresh local ingredients and to make everything from scratch, I find it appaling that anyone would tamper with basic fresh ingredients, but many people and places do.  Gluten can be present in spreads, shelled nuts packages, salad dressings, soy sauce and more.  Living with celiac disease means we must constantly be reading every single food label or ask a ton of questions to ensure that it does not have any gluten or that it has not been processed in a facility where cross contamination can occur.  

9. Celiac disease  can lead to other dietary or autoimmune issues

Being diagnosed with celiac disease should come with a welcome booklet.  Welcome to a family of autoimmune disorders or many other ailments and vulnerabilities that your body will encounter.  The doctors warned me that celiac disease and other autoimmune issues may arise within months or a few years.  As predicted, a few years later, I am now suffering from skin inflammation, chronic hives and a slew of possible food or other allergies that no one seems to be able to pinpoint their root causes.  So excuse me for being cynical, but I have no patience for people and their fad diets when I can’t even eat a tomatoe because it will produce a high level of histamine in my body.

10. A pricey lifestyle

I find it wonderful that many people I know make enough of an income to be able to enjoy entertainment such as eating out yet this is not my reality.  I spend probably the equivalent of a mortgage to ensuring that I get to eat gluten free items that are safe.  While you can eat your Planters Peanuts at $1.99 a package, a 200 gram package of pistachios that are certified gluten free will cost me $16.99.  I most likely am being ripped off but the alternative which is getting sick is not any more appealing so I will let my wallet take the hit to do my best to stay healthy.  Care to indulge in some morning toast? That will cost you $8.00 a loaf my friend.

So the next time that you want to forsake your morning toast because your Instagram group would not approve or you offer your gluten free friend a salad while you chomp away at the greasiest meal on the menu, be a gem and understand that while being gluten free may have its health benefits for the person that has to endure it, it does have a heavy price to pay personally, socially, medically and financially.  

Thanks for your understanding and eat a cannoli while you can.  Life can bring an onset of unwanted or unexpected ailments and you never know when simple pleasures will be taken away from you.

 

 

Somewhere…

Three years of graduate studies have culminated and I find myself having come full circle to my earlier twenties when I finished my first undergraduate degree and was overwhelmed with the feeling of “Now what?”  Indeed this exact question has been asked many times by colleagues, family or friends.  What will I do with this degree?  

The truth is I have absolutely no idea.  

I do know that it took a significant amount of time away from my loved ones and hobbies.  I know that it easily added five or more pounds to my physique and accelerated the amount of grey hair on my head (gaining wisdom perhaps?).  I know I had the choice to take the easier path like so many others.  Instead I took the beaten path which ended up being more arduous and consisting  of an intense project and research equivalent to the human gestational period.  I know I did exceptional work but struggled to keep my head above water and balance all the facets of my life.  I know my path was dark and isolated many times.

I know I lost faith in some things or people along the way. I know at times that person was myself.  I know I have the skills and knowledge that can lead to more insightful teaching and the ability to inspire others.  But that’s it for now.

I do not know if my success will measure up to the standards we tend to impose.  I do not know where it will lead but I do know that all paths lead somewhere even the ones that appear to go nowhere.  

With time and determination we may just turn a corner and be surprised at where we end up.

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Are you really connected?

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Before you continue reading this post, rest assured I am not insulting anyone per se but merely commenting on my observations. I am also making a conscious effort to be more mindful of my actions and how I am contributing to my relationships.

I know who is drinking wine tonight based on their Facebook post and I am aware that the acquaintance I bumped into lost 50 pounds exercising and drinking a trendy Shake. I know that a friend of a friend had a lousy day at work and someone else is planning a summer vacation. As for me, most people know I have been completely absorbed in my graduate studies and frustrated with my overbooked schedule. We know so much yet so little about what and who really matter.  It seems as though we have become absorbed in following each others lives and activities yet the people we should be most connected to we are completely disconnected from. While we sit and scroll and swipe and tap, the people that we are sitting beside are left neglected. Minutes in a day become hours in a week and by the end of the year, we will have spent a lot of unnecessary hours “connected” without making any positive gains to our relationships.

I’m not against technology, on the contrary, I use it myself and even try to incorporate it into my teaching, however, I have been very mindful lately on the frequency and purpose of my internet surfing. In my particular situation, I have enough on my plate these days that I simply do not have the time to indulge in hours of internet roaming. Some issues to reflect upon are the content of our web use, the frequency of use and that it has replaced a simple but essential part of humanity: socialization. By socialization, I am referring to that human contact and face to face interaction.  Facebook is a great method to send quick messages and keep in touch with family and friends that you may otherwise not have many opportunities to see, but it also seems to have replaced the joy of having a conversation together, in person.  How many of us know how our friends and families are doing? Is there something you or someone you know is struggling with? Does your friend just need some girl time or a quick chat to lift her spirits? Do they need some encouragement as they develop a new hobby, or embark on a different job responsibility?  Most likely we don’t know enough… How many of you lie beside your significant others at night, each of you on a device scrolling at other people’s lives instead of using that time to connect intimately.

If that isn’t enough, what messages are we sending out to our youth? In time, if we are not careful we may indirectly send the message that the text messages they send and receive are more meaningful than the actual conversations that they should be having with. Also, we are noticing more than ever that children and individuals as a whole lack in empathetic skills. How can we teach empathy and important skills to future generations if they are unable to differentiate between different expressions and intonations within a conversation? After years of teaching children and growing up with a large family of children and youth, I can say that within my experiences, children are growing up brilliant in some ways but also lacking in straightforward and basic socialization skills. Eye contact, simple people skills, sustaining attention. Phone etiquette. There is an entire slew of skills and etiquette that we have yet to acquire when conversing with others. The world of technology is moving at a much more rapid pace than our ability to handle it or keep up with the rules of etiquette for each.

Another downfall to our overuse of devices is the lack of commitment that has emerged. People have become downright sneaky and unwilling to commit as there is so much choice available. It used to be that you would invite a friend out for a gathering, and your friend would take a decision immediately face to face or via phone. They would commit or on occasion your friend would tell you they would get back to you and sure enough, they would in a few hours or days. This has been quickly replaced by a texting question usually followed by no response or a very vague response of getting back to you, which has made me wonder if people are just holding out to see what their choices and options are. After all, maybe something better will come along. if you are single and trying to go on a date, maybe you will reconsider your Thursday night date thanks to an app that will easily tell you that the other individual you have been eyeballing in the area is now available and exactly 1.6 km away from your current destination!

Yet while we are waiting for something better to come along, we might be offending someone who really had good intentions and wanted to reach out. We may have then missed out on a great opportunity to help someone out in a time of need or just doing what we need to get those endorphins going, the happy chemicals that get released when we are with others. Everyone is different but I know myself very well, and I crave human socialization very much. In times of desperation, I won’t be picky and will even accept voice conversations if I cannot see a person.  Despite my real “face-time” preference, it seems these days that I have more “conversations” via texting with what I considered acquaintances and not so close friends than the people who I thought were so close to me. It gives the illusion that we are cared for and loved for by so many, but when you step back and take a closer look, many of us feel alone.

All these false connections allow many people to hide and be less direct and so passivity thrives. It is so much easier to turn a person down by text, rather than to say it out loud. I’ve encountered some awkward situations where people will send me a text hours after I see them saying “forget to tell you…..” How convenient that you forgot. At which point of looking in my eyes for the past few hours did you really forget to tell me that? It’s really become too easy. We no longer have to deal with the burden of hearing the disappointment in someone’s voice or seeing the smile fade from their face. With time, will we even recognize what those things mean?

It also makes it difficult to actually disengage from some of our work related responsibilities, which over time is not a healthy option. You can send an email, or even text at all hours of the night and it is expected to get a response immediately regardless of what you are doing. If you don’t someone else will, which will only make you appear less devoted to your job than others. On some days, you may wish not to have to answer another question or email, but the person on the other end is waiting and expecting you to answer because that’s just what everyone does now. While this may not wreak havoc on your life from time to time, overall it begins to infringe on your downtime significantly. The silent boundaries that once took place begin to vanish. In past years, you would cringe even considering calling your boss on a Friday night or Sunday morning, yet many of us have no qualms about sending out that text or that email at the same time. It is important to be conscious of our actions as Friday nights may begin to look like Monday mornings and we may lose touch with reality. Every time we interrupt a real face to face conversation with someone we are with to answer to someone else electronically we are disconnecting further and further.

The use of technology is brilliant and we appreciate what we can do with it but it should never replace the people we already have and the relationships that need to be nurtured. Remember that every time you “connect” you may actually be  disconnecting and plunging further towards superficial relationships.

So I will be mindful of my tech time and encourage many of you to continue using your devices, but try to make time in your life for real social opportunities to take place. Sit beside the people in your family and have a conversation, go on a date or call someone you care about. I know I just did, and it felt great!

Out of balance

Lately it feels as though I go to bed each night feeling as though I neglected someone or something in my life.  One month into my return to work from a maternity leave and I am already struggling to keep my head above water.  While I may be partially to blame since I tend to pack on a lot of responsibilities in my life, having multiple responsibilities keeps me stimulated and challenges my mind.  Juggling a full time job, a baby, graduate studies and the day to day roles that help make up my identity, I think I may have bit off more than I could chew this time around.

You see there is too much going on in my life these days and I know I am not alone.  I am hoping that someone or many people will reach out to me after today and share those words of wisdom that helped them get through their rough attempt of trying to get everything done.

Prioritize.   That word is just not what I need to hear these days because it comes with a harsh reality that despite how hard I have been working, it isn’t enough for some.  Perhaps I worked very hard in school that day but then brought it home and was not available for my family. Who is more important? The child? The husband? The dog? The students? Self?  Sure, many of you are likely answering this for me, but try it and you will see that on any given day, a choice needs to be made and someone seems to be left behind.  Prioritizing is what I have been trying to do for the past month and has left me feeling that there must be a better solution out there.

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The chatter that goes on inside my head as strive to juggle everything is incessant.  Shall I take the 30 minutes that I have and sit and blog, call my students social worker, send an email, exercise, vacuum the dust bunny who has been given a name, get started on research for my graduate studies, pet my dog, call my sister, call a friend, correct student work, take a nap, iron my shirts for work or simply brush my hair?   In the 30 minutes “free time” that I have, there is no possibility to get everything done of course.  The issue with prioritizing is that the same tasks tend to make their way to the front and nothing else gets past.  So you would have it that one month in I stare at my ashen reflection in the mirror and notice the expanded waistline.  In one month the healthy glow I had has already vanished as I have taken the back burner.  So has the dog who seeks solace from my husband, who I may start referring to as my “roomie”.   My family is important and my work is important, but so are the friendships that I have and the relationship and respect that I am able to maintain for myself.

I don’t have it figured out yet and don’t know anyone who has.  I do know that I will work towards restoring balance, one day at a time.  In the meantime, if you are on the receiving end of my neglect, please be patient and be kind.  Remember that you are important to me and not forgotten.  Just take a number and get in line…

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