More Snow Melt

I’m feeling hopeful and optimistic

I started to call this entry At least I'm writing again, but then I realize, I never actually stopped writing. Even when I have writers' block or blog block, I continue writing in my off line journal. Actually, a number of the entries in that journal are rants.

Putting words into
sentences and sentences
into paragraphs.

Today I'm feeling hopeful and optimistic. Oddly enough I'm not worried, which makes me wonder if I shouldn't be worried about something. I have a tendency to worry if I'm not worried. I know that sounds strange, but it's true.

Today I realized that I have a tendency to overreact to some of the stuff my mother does and says. I need to calm down and just smile or get up, go into another room and say a prayer. Most of what Mom says is just talking to hear herself talk. I suspect she says Mom says aloud whatever pops into her mind without considering how it sounds or how people (in this the her daughter) will react.

I worry about Mom. I worry about everything. I surprised my hair just started turning gray at 55 or 56 (I don't remember when I saw my first gray hair). No wonder I have an ulcer. I just need to chill out. I have to calm down and stop worrying.

Today I'm feeling
hopeful and optimistic
I'm smiling again.