2011 has been an extremely challenging year for me. I feel guilty even writing those words because life could be so much harder. We are all healthy, fed, nicely clothed and comfortably sheltered. But the discontent coursing through me is still palpable. This isn’t an Eat Pray Love moment. I am not trying to find myself. I know who I am. My discontent stems from one word – uncertainty.  Our family has been in a transition period for almost a year. Unfortunately, no one knows what or where we are transitioning to. Living in this constant state of flux has started to take its toll on me. The stress is causing my hair to literally fall out of my head, my menstrual cycle is unrecognizable and my brain is totally scattered. Knowing the physical stuff is nothing to mess around with I recently began acupuncture and an herbal supplement. Just taking that step made me feel better. My mental state is a whole other animal. Here is what I am sure of: Everything will work out. It always does. It works out because I make it so. I do not fail. I have to admit though this is the longest I have gone using positive affirmations to get me by. Last week I hit my limit. I needed an outside party to tell me I was correct. While some people will go to their priest or pastor I opted to go to a psychic. Having never been before I did a little research before heading out the door. Basically, there are 3 rules. 1. Keep your mouth shut. 2. Be open-minded. 3. Beware of the frauds. These are pretty easy to spot. Typically, they will try to get you on the weekly reading plan and charge you lots of money for taking a horrible curse off you. I tried my hardest to not break Rule #1 but ended up failing miserably at keeping my mouth shut. Frankly, I didn’t care. I wanted to talk. I needed to get this stuff of my chest to someone who would not judge or argue with me. Someone to affirm that I am doing the right thing and that everything is going to be ok. The psychic said my future looks very bright. And you know what? I didn’t NEED a psychic to tell me that. I know it will work out but it felt so good to hear someone else say it. Well worth the $20.

*Okay, okay. You probably want some details on what she actually told me. Give me a couple weeks. I want to see if any of it pans out…*

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