Memories of the 1960's. Drinking from the garden hose, Playing outside till it was time for supper or it got dark-whichever came first. Box fans, heat rash, Church on Sunday and one family black & white television with 3 channels. Time passes and times sure have changed. Welcome to my world. Stories about growing up in Texas. New adventures and the struggle to remain relevant in the lives of my adult children.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Coping Too Well
This has been one of 'those' days. I tend to shake off the negative and hurtful. .
But sometimes the occation arises to stop the stoic and just feel and deal.
I am surrounded by the most amazing people in the world.
I am just overwhellmingly supported and encouraged by men and women I respect. I kinda had one of those
misty eyed moments earlier. I think I am extremelly self disciplined in only letting others see my happy confident self.
Today I got a little TMI and you know how it can be that one thing that is just too.much.
I am pretty happy with my well developed coping skills, usually. Today not so sure.
Is there maybe such a thing as coping a little too well?
Guess I need to.put some thought into this, later...much later. Love you my friends
Have a hunky dory fun Friday. kisses
Thank you Victor, Julie, Annette, for your
insight.
Victor you are a wise good man.
Glad for new friends Clare and Brenda.
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I typed this on my phone so apologize for typos. I was also unsuccessful at loading a picture. Thank you so much for reading anyway. kisses Steffie
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