There has been something quite liberating about the treatment I have undergone this past week:
-No work (who am I kidding, I worked an hour on Saturday answering emails from work)
-No makeup (I look like death warmed over, but hey, I have no one to impress! Not like the hubby and I can do anything for 2 weeks!)
-No bra (Quit looking, you can't see anything anyways, it's cyberspace! DUH!!)
But not only that, I have found myself revealing some of my little (and BIG) life secrets in comment boxes around the blog world. Hmmmmmm.
I also have found myself......wait for it......
FEELING
again.
(GASP)
How could this be? I thought those things were long gone? Stored away in a very, very, very safe place. Not so. Those feelings of mine have emerged from their hiding place.
This time, I am ready for them and you know why? I am (ahem) more mature.
I have learned that feelings are just a gage on my journey through life. They don't define who I am. My feelings gage how close or how far away I am from JOY. (2 Nephi 2:25- "...and men are that they might have joy.")
I wonder if anyone will notice if I don't wear a bra when I go back to work?
