questions from a wondering woman

I stopped writing morning pages. I came to the end of a notebook and wrote, "The End". For some time I had been considering stopping. Morning pages do their job too well - they keep my mind from worrying about every little thing - they make me calm. I've recently decided that I'm too calm. Plus morning pages are private. I'm too private. So no more morning pages - more blogging. I can hear my friend MM asking, "why not both and?" It's the calm factor. When I write morning pages I don't feel the need to blog/share. The pages purge. That's not what I need in this new phase of my life.

time warps and fibroids

I know I've written since December! Anyway, a lot has happened so I now have fodder for the posts. I have 7 fibroids. I won't romanticize them by nicknaming them the seven sisters. One morning I thought I would but by afternoon I had rejected the idea as useless.

I'm not going to have a hysterectomy. Surgery is the first thought the doctors had. Hysterectomy was the first word out of their mouths. "NO!" was the first out of mine. I've brought a lot of "books, looked at a lot of websites, worried, etc., etc.

My diet has been terrible. Even when I thought I was eating good I realize now that I was poisioning my body. I'm changing.