landing
My old Resident Director told me last winter that I always tend to land on my feet which was strange to hear. Its strange that after worrying for odd+ number of days hours minutes seconds and balling eyes out for this time that there really was no need to have any fear. And this I will believe from now on. I am not afraid anymore. It was that simple. I just had to land on my feet. It is true, though. Anytime I have anything to worry about I turn it around. And it becomes nothing. And it was masquerading around with its peacock feathers and talons like it was going to come down and attack when all of a sudden I happen to land and its over. And anytime i worry it makes no sense anymore. I kind of like this.
The other day Joe and my sisters and I visited our aunt's house in Cambridge and she really asked when our wedding day would be. And she demanded that it be before Christmas. And like right after I graduated. She also explained (which I did not know before) that people get married and then up to a few years later can have their actual reception. So don't panic if it happens and you don't get an invitation...the actual fun part might come later...just a heads up...
The other day Joe and my sisters and I visited our aunt's house in Cambridge and she really asked when our wedding day would be. And she demanded that it be before Christmas. And like right after I graduated. She also explained (which I did not know before) that people get married and then up to a few years later can have their actual reception. So don't panic if it happens and you don't get an invitation...the actual fun part might come later...just a heads up...