Things are progressing quite nicely from where I sit. Bob has met my older son, Tom, and it went well. It is really "surreal" introducing your son to your fiance. I can't believe this little boy that I gave birth to so long ago is the young man that was sitting across from me who is now grown, living on his own and functioning in his world.
I am very proud of both my sons. I can remember their childhood antics, the school-time years and the graduations for both of them-high school and college. I have a lot to be thankful for.
I am the typical "cancer", the crab person. Whenever threatened, I retreat, reflect on whatever has happened, and then crawl out of the shell and act accordingly. I have always been the sensible, level-headed person, who did what was supposed to be done and went where she was supposed to go. But not now. Bob says I sulk. I don't think that is it.
When I was in therapy, my counselor helped me work through the items of my life with a systematic, analytical way of looking at things. I try to do that now. I am about to make a major step in my life and I am trying to work through all of this that is involved. There is so much to do and with working 6 days a week, it doesn't leave much "extra" time to complete it.
Would I change anything? Maybe work less hours. Am I sure about this decision? I am more sure about this than anything I have done in several years. And you know, I can't wait to get started on this new phase of my life.
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