It seemed wise to have it checked out so I went to see my doctor this past week. She took an EKG and all looks well with my heart. So I guess it is stress. Why should a woman with an empty nest and no discernible pressures feel pressured? All I can say is that I must make it myself. Isn't it interesting what we do to ourselves? For no justifiable reason I feel the need to be absolutely productive every minute of my day. What am I thinking? Looking at it rationally, this is crazy thinking. Yet it seems to be a part of my nature that overtakes me without my consent. Obviously I need to work on this.
So I began exercising. Again. We'll see where it takes me. Is it possible that a woman of my inclination can actually relax without guilt? I'm determined to try it out and see. With three months of gifted Netflix movies ahead of me, I think I'll try watching a few movies and tie my self down so that I don't couple it with projects.
On the lighter side, here is a photo of grandchildren Isaiah and Allegra. I am giving a presentation on writing life stories in a couple of weeks, so I asked the kids to pose reading Daddy's book and looking ENTHUSIASTIC about it. So here they are with their amazed looks. I'm using this picture in my presentation to convince the class that our kids really will enjoy reading about us some day.
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Oh, yes. A woman who is always concerned about others is definitely my friend, Anadeane. She's always been there with a smile on her face and at the same time wondering why she has so little time to herself. Well, it's not part of her character. As soon as she sits, someone needs her.
And yes, at first I was thinking that the kids were reading about their grandfather, Layne. But, it didn't look like Layne. When I looked closer, I could see it was your dad and yes, I can remember him through his eyes. He was a great man.
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