It’s been a long day and I’m wondering if maybe I’m getting in over my head. Mentoring Chair…me? you’ve got to be kidding. All these very serious women, all with good ideas and probably far better organizational skills looking at me to be the one to direct them out into the world. Okay. So, like I’ve been a parent of a newly diagnosed child too and we all go through the same range of emotions but we each handle it differently. And right now I’m wondering if I can manage to keep it all organized. I mean I don’t do such a shit hot job of that already, ya know. My house is a mess, some days it’s all I can do to sort the laundry and get supper cooked. And then work a couple of days. Maybe this will force organization on me, kind of the way bringing home yer first baby brings everything into focus…real quick.

And, like having a child, as soon as you hold the wee thing in your arms you realize that, ready or not, someone now trusts you completely. I hope I can measure up to the trust. I’ve never really had what you could call a serious approach to anything – it always seems so counter productive. It never solves anything to sit and feel full of woe – not that I haven’t, don’t get me wrong, otherwise why the hell am I taking all those different pills? Yeah, okay, so I do have a serious side but I don’t like it. Maybe it’s a matter of I just don’t want to grow up.