Just what the Doctor ordered.

 <---Theresa, my sister.      

     I've had a very hectic week or 2. That's why you have not seen as many postings in "Dancing in the rain." Even though I have not been to inspired to write much, I have been doing a lot of reading here in J-land and have made a lot of new friends along the way:-)  

       On Wednesday night, I had an impromptu dinner with my sister at our favorite Mexican Restaurant, La Bamba's. Mandy was not home, Brittney is home this weekend from college but had dinner plans with a few friends, Chris,(brother in law) had plans for the gym and a healthy bite to eat with a neighbor so...

       Theresa called, she asked if I wanted to go get something to eat. Shhh... I just finished cooking dinner, was just about to sit down and eat. I decided to wrap it up, put it in the fridge and go anyway. I am so glad that I did. We ended up spending a great few hours together over Fajitas and a couple of Margaritas. Something I have been craving since reading this (maybe my favorite entry that I have ever read in J-land).

          We talked and laughed for hours about all of that rain that I've been dancing in over the past few years and again in the past few weeks. It was just what the Doctor ordered. By the way, Dancing in the rain, describes my life to a tee. Trust me it has really rained here, or should I say Monsooned, better yet let me say it has been a full blown category 5 Hurricane at times.

            Through it all, I try my best to live my life and focus on gratitude for all of the amazing, wonderful things that I do have. You will probably notice I don't write much about the rain. Many people that I know read this journal or could read this journal. People like my parents, my sister, my children, my co workers and my friends from time to time.   

       I would never write anything personal that might embarrass or hurt someone else. One disadvantage to my old way of journaling in a beautiful black leather book that I just keep refilling over the years. There I could write anything and know that no one would ever read it.

            I am toying with the idea of starting a separate private journal called Raining on the dance, for weeks like the past 2 when it's not as easy to keep dancing.

                                         *** Coy ***