Blogging entries will continue to be few and far between until finals are finalized (May 2 ish).
Meanwhile, the sun still rises and sets on this hard-working, stressed out, 40-year-old Rebecca version 4.0.
Life with all its wonder and beauty, its questions and confusions, its pain and plagues assaults me daily with a dose of at least one each. Moments are stolen for me, just me, that I get to savor and remember and treasure.
I had several moments today:
My friend Sean, ever my best counselor, lets me vent, dump, pour out, or cry at the drop of a hat with a ready ear. Today, with stormclouds approaching and wind blowing in from the North, we were able to just sit and BE. There was no drama, no goofiness, just friends watching passersby and having a bag-lunch together. (O.K. there was a little drama - I was present, after all.)
Met author Daniel Wallace tonight and heard him speak. He's tall, incredibly handsome, intelligent, articulate, and quite witty. WOW! Delicious.
My friend Lisa B. called me to have a drink, so I chose Coca-Cola (YAY!!!) and we chatted about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness (translate: love) that we women (real women) seek all the time in so many STUPID ways.It is SO tough replacing Daddy-love from men who are definitely NOT "ya daddy" and yet we just won't f***ing give up trying. Must be programmed into our DNA.
Lisa had me crying like a baby within minutes: the dam of emotion I had shakily held back all week with SO much weirdness in my life just BROKE and the water fell. Unlike my irrational fears, I WAS able to stop, so it was probably just enough of a release to get me through the weekend and my last 2 writing projects for the semester.
Wonderful jewels presented to me today that I will hold forever. Thank you my friends. (and babe-a-licious Daniel Wallace!;-)
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