I am not sure if is just all of my year marks are facing me on the calender...my birthday, anniversary, Dad's passing, Mom's passing...its like a bullseye. That coupled with some quality hospital time lately I am seriously needing a good yoga session! Wait, I don't do yoga but maybe I should try. Relaxing is not in my vocabulary.
In all of my "me" moments, I am looking at my son playing and I just want to give him the world and take away anything that may get in his way. I am so afraid of not always being there for him although I know I may not always be.
As pageant people we have "platforms". A cause that is important to us and that somehow we just might be able to make a difference. We hope. I have seen so many remarkable women champion a cause but I have to tell you 90% of them do so with no expectation except to truly make a difference.
Mine is heart. Its really all heart. Today I recieved a very nice phone call from my HR department at AHA to make me realize its ok to take care of mine. As a Mother and wife, its hard and I will admit I am a horrible patient and destined to bolt AMA if my son needs me.
Heart with heart. I remained blessed.
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