Weather Proof

I weathered my first week of going back to school.  I got through the first week of Medical Terminology and learning a bazillion prefixes and suffixes and root words.  I wrote an essay, and took a test also. I wore scrubs.  I packed my own lunch. I did my homework.

I weathered an ER trip with my baby which was prefaced by a fall and an obscene amount of blood and incorporated my downstairs neighbors (whom I do not know at all - they come and go in the middle of the night...very creepy) driving me and my screaming bleeding baby to the ER in MY car.

And then weathered a pediatrician visit and a pediatric dentist visit with a baby who did NOT want anyone touching his mouth...but for whom "mouth touching" was a necessity.  Poor boo...

I weathered "THE TALK" with my 17 year old son... oh we've had 'the talk' before but this was about "THE TALK"...as in, "it's going to happen so what do I need to know..."  At least he asked.... ya know?

I weathered some post divorce backlash that left me humiliated, shaking, and demoralized but only very briefly.  I regrouped and remembered who I am, what I'm doing, and what I'm actually worth (and how none of that is dependant on my ex's opinions, or anyone elses for that matter...)  I am reading a book on shame by author Brene Brown.

A friend is weathering a huge personal commitment involving 3 days, camping, and mountains to hike as a fundraiser for battered women.  I'm thinking of thinking about thinking of doing it with her maybe next year...

It's been stormy this week.  But the skies are clearing and I'm none the worse for the weather... I'm feeling calm, strong, and firmly rooted.

Now I'll have a cup of tea, some toast, and take a minute to enjoy the calm.