Yes, I'm still among the living and yes, I made it through Christmas 2006 with bells on. The reason: R and I made last minute reservations for a 7 day cruise heading to the Caribbean. The ship departed December 24th. "Aruba, Jamaica, oh I want to take ya, Bermuda, Bahama - come on pretty mama." I can almost hear the Beach Boys singing in harmony. Each port we visited, R and I escaped into a world of sand, sun and tropical drinks with a thick slice of pineapple and a little umbrella topping it off - thank you very much!!!!!
All good things must come to an end. We returned home and put our rose colored glasses away for another time. R and I would have to come to terms with NO more meals served to us any time of the day. NO more towels folded to look like a cute little animal on our bed each night. NO more room service. Reality stuck its ugly head into our lives and as hard as we tried - he and I couldn't bring back the moments on the ship when we didn't have a care in the world. Stress, deadlines and expectations hit us right between the eyes and left us staggering. HELP! I think I'm drowning – someone throw me a life preserver.
My saving grace came in the form of a special phone call today, just when I needed it most. A writer friend called and we spent a glorious time together chatting and getting to know each other better. I think we may have even altered the rotation of the earth on its axis, but the jury’s still out on that one. But she helped me get my land legs (perspective) back under me and steered me in the right direction – prayer does change things. Thanks, J, my precious friend. I can already feel the storms of my life abating.
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