F-R-I-E-N-D-S, friends...

What’s up world???

First and foremost… THANKS for the amazing response to the (Acceptance…) post from a few weeks ago. I know I should not care what people think. And for just about everything pertaining to my life I honestly don’t. I’m very real, very raw and either you like me or you don’t (but I’d rather you like me =D). I do however care about what people think when it comes to how/when I begin moving on with my life. And I guess I shouldn’t. I just do. But I’m working on that. Thanks to the constant support from my buddy “S” I’m working on letting those fears go.

So what have I been up to??? F-R-I-E-N-D-S, friends. Have I mentioned I love my friends? I’m so blessed with amazing friends. I have young friends, old friends, married friends, single friends, divorced friends, preggo friends, friends who are parents, family who are friends, and even widowed friends. This group makes for the perfect support group. Key word being support. I am SO supported.

This moving on thing is scary. Not cancer scary, but scary nonetheless. That support system is there for me today just as it was when cancer was my biggest fear. My friends never falter. NEVER. And to top it off, those friends know just what to say to me now to show their support. They don’t have to hold back from what they are thinking because they are afraid of my reaction. We are no longer talking about life and death. We are talking about if I am bringing anyone home for Thanksgiving. And by the way, that answer is NO. =) I enjoy getting dressed up and wearing enough makeup to make me look at least 25 but this suddenly single at 30 is tough business. Not to mention I wanna be a momma as bad as I want to take my next breath. Therefore, my biological clock has me into overdrive while my head and my heart are screaming SLOW DOWN. Internal struggles are the worst. But then I have my friends to lean on and it all works out. THANK GOD!

Oh – and to all you friends out there… If you see me begin to drink grape vodka anytime in the near future – remind me that I found myself on a cold bathroom floor at “J & M’s” house with a sore chin for an unknown reason Sunday. Needless to say, it wasn’t a good idea. =) But for some reason, I felt (the club couldn’t even handle me right then). Apparently neither could my alcohol tolerance. Lord have mercy. Grape vodka is ALSO manufactured in hell just beside the Jose Cuervo plant.

Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving all. Go give thanks and enjoy gorging yourself. So much for losing 11 pounds of my widow weight…

Love ya’s,

-A-

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