I find my weakness amazing. A little root canal and you would think my world is coming to an end. The mind starts thinking and in my case this is a bad thing. My Dad died this week 6years ago. I miss him. I miss family who are long gone due to bad vibes. I miss my boys when they were little and I could rock them to sleep.I miss my figure. I miss riding horses and showing and actually winning something. I miss my guts and resolve to let nothing stop me.
And then I think of our military and our homeless and poor. The people in Haiti and the many parents who watched their children die.
I then take a walk in the sunshine and get over it.
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