Spice of Life

You think about those "what ifs" and possible catastrophes, how you might handle them, how you're family would handle them.  You think about how "life is short" and you need to worry less, have more fun, enjoy life, appreciate your blessings.  You don't really KNOW this until it actually happens to you. A couple weeks ago I started having shortness of breath and feeling a tightness in my chest.  Norm and I thought it was caused by super tight muscles in my neck and shoulder, so he massaged me and it went away a little.  Then it came back on the weekend, I kind of brushed it off.  Last Wednesday I was at home with the kids when it came back and I started hyperventilating.  I made the choice to go pick up Norm from work so I could go to urgent care.  I barely made it to get him.  By the time we got to urgent care I had calmed down a bit and wasn't hyperventilating anymore.  They did an EKG, which was normal and a chest X-RAY...which was not....

In the last week alone I have read a couple different blogs about raising young girls and the horrible effect that our society has on them.  I read that girls as young as 3 worry about their weight.  WTF!?!  I think about when I was a young girl...I don't think I even thought about how I looked until I was maybe 10?  Okay probably earlier than that, but c'mon!  I thought my mom was beautiful, she wore hardly any make up if any.  I remember my aunt always looking nice and smelling nice.  Growing up people told me I should be a model, so I went to modeling school but that's as far as that went.  In 8th grade I cut my hair really short and I remember my girlfriends loved it, but boys didn't.  I remember being teased for being skinny.  Yeah...teased for being too skinny.  These days you get teased if you're not a size 0. As a woman, I feel beautiful.  I want to be in shape and healthy but don't care if I'm a certain size.  I...