Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Sooo....

It's been awhile. Life seems to change every day. Ever feel like the definition of home isn't actually set until you're back to where you started from? (And I mean "started from" literally) Well, that's kinda where I'm at.

My heart is all swirly, twittery, achy.

My head is filled with dreams - both fulfilled and yet to be. Filled with certainty and uncertainty. Filled with laughter and tears and so many other things.

My body is being less than cooperative, as is usually the case when my heart is twirling and my head is filled.

But I'm here - and I'm alive - and I'm working and playing and writing and loving.

And that last seems to matter most.

Hope all is well for you. Stay tuned for more here and at Blogabetes very, very soon.

I promise.

5 comments:

George said...

I cannot wait! :)

meanderings said...

We knew you were alive and well! Your appearance with George (with hats!) showed us you were doing great.

Scott K. Johnson said...

Thinking of you Nicole P! I sure did enjoy seeing you and G-Money hanging out together!

kevin said...

hey curiousgirl,

i think we've all felt the way you do; i know i do almost constantly...here's something to peak your curiosity, http://www.icyou.com...it's the website i work for, it's the source for health care videos online. check it out!

best wishes, waiting to read your next blog!

Unknown said...

I have struggled with diabetes and made it part of my identity for 20+ years. I have controlled my diabetes with diet and exercised most of that time, but in the last few years it has gotten worse and I needed medication, then more medication. Last year my A1C was 9.0 with meds.! I found a film I would love for you to check out,www.youtube.com/watch?v=YSUw9SaPLmA. I changed my eating habits (much further than the nutrition classes suggested) and last week my A1C was 6.4, with NO meds.!!! I have nothing to sell and no affiliation to the film, but I just thought you might be open enough to try it for a month, I dare you! You don't have to suffer.

Thanks,
Vicky