I am not a victim.
Since Monday, I have been overwhelmed with emails, text messages, voice mails and twitters of concern.
I’m sorry, the say.
Are you OK?, they ask.
And every time I read or hear those words, I cringe a little at having evoked a misplaced surge of encouragement.
Don’t be sorry, I say.
I’m OK.
I’m not surprised, of [...]

I try not to think about what I look like.
Instead, I tend to concentrate on how I feel.  When I’m laughing or talking or twirling, I feel happy.  I feel alive.  I feel brightly colored and twinkling and like joy itself in motion.  I let the emotions bubble up from my insides until I have [...]

I have a feeling that my life is about to get crazy.
Tomorrow I’m heading to Tampa to say goodbye to Anissa, after spending the afternoon at Faiqa’s baby shower.

Next weekend I’m headed to Lexington, Kentucky with Hilly and Adam for ConFab.  I’m looking forward to rooming with Hilly and Becky and having lots [...]

You asked me this morning as you were leaving if I was mad at you.
I told you I wasn’t, and I meant it.
I also told you that I was just stressed, that I was carrying a lot on my shoulders right now and it was hard.
You told me to let you take some of it. [...]