Today I turned 40. A week ago I left a workplace I loved and co-workers who loved me. Tomorrow I have my first birthday party that includes more than relatives. By first I mean first ever, first in 40 years, etc. Monday, I start a new job. On Tuesday, my employer runs out of money to pay bills.
Most of these things are good stress, but my stomach tends not to know the difference.
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3 comments:
Do not worry. Take as many deep breaths as necessary wihtut hyperventilating and forge ahead.
Happy birthday--may the coming year hold many unexpected happy turns and only the very best for you, your family and Claren.
Love, A Fan
all will be good. hang in there.
sdt
Deep breaths and happy thoughts, thanks all!
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