I feel like I'm reaching a point where I am  actually CONTENT.   I am always happy, but to me, being content is something else.   I know there is always more that I want in life.   But as I start to think about what the rest of the year might have in store for me, I feel calm.  Nervous cause D will be gone, but I am confident that he will come home to me and the kids.  I am nervous every payday that I will not be able to  deal with no fun money (really trival thing), but I am getting through it. 

Despite that there is a very real possibility  I could have a very stressful year, I don't care.    I am making an effort to change things about myself that I know need to be worked on.   I am not worrying about the things I know will never change.  I care less and less about what people think and continue to just be me.     

 Yeh.  I'm content.   I can smile and say that life is good and be thankful that life is treating me well. 

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Feb. 2, 2008 at 1:08 AM Superb! *Hugs*

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Feb. 2, 2008 at 10:04 AM Wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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