Oh how I love you folks...
My last day at work is next Thursday and then?
Then I shall have to decide what I want to be when I grow up.
The choices to make...
I dream in color, write poetry, talk about God, parent kids and finally wonder about it all
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January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...

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Thursday, September 9, 2004 Transition still feels out of sync no matter how much sense it makes. Sometimes other people can nail our own fe...
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Wednesday, December 8, 2004 The best early Present I have ever received: (A letter from my mom in e-mail box today) (yes, this is me.) ...
You should be an exotic dancer. I hear pole dancing is quite a rigorous work out
ReplyDeleteCharley
http://journals.aol.com/cdittric77/courage
Heh ... grow up. I thing you are quite a long ways down that road!
ReplyDeleteso that is what the 'freedom' post was all about...i see..whew..
ReplyDeletegrowing up is not all it's made out to be. if you can help it, keep as much as the child-with-in as much as possible for as long as possible. for the rest, pray and He will lead you where you ought to be.
best wishes.
Growing older is not a choice, however growing up is a choice. Choose NO! Let the kids grow up first.(grin)
ReplyDeletePatrick http://journals.aol.com/daddyleer/CaregivinglyYours/
We are constantly faced with decisions we never really wanted to make anyway. It can rattle our comfort and cause us much concern. I feel ya.
ReplyDeleteSpencer
Heck, I'm still figuring that one out myself. It takes some guts, but once you get the right attitude, the trial and error of figuring it out is almost, sorta, in a weird kind of way fun. Love and prayers to you.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget... there is a job for you in Phoenix... I'm still short one full time staff member... And I could use the break...
ReplyDeleteI'm sure things will fall into place. You have that knack, you always land on your feet.
miss ya,
Lori
Well...what I wanted to be when I grew up finally found me. You have ten more years or so...
ReplyDeleteSeriously. Things will work out. You have an inside line with the Almighty...who always looks after you.
I won't tell you to have faith. I know you do. But it is human to have doubts and fears and about the unknown. I love you, my friend. I'll be thinking of you...
You should give me a call and we will go to lunch finally!
ReplyDeleteGrow up? Hmm...not sure that it is all that it's cracked up to be.