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I'm back!

I feel so much like myself again, I want go outside and say a big, loud "Hallelujah, Amen!" I'm back! I don't feel like a stranger inside my own body anymore. My goodness, last week was a bear! I don't know what happened. I look back on last week and truly feel like I was posessed by own ugly humaness (is that even a word?). But today I am praising God that I'm back, and I know that that person that I was last week does not exist anymore!

Tom even said he felt better today too. Somethings up. Was it the cosmos at play last week? Illnesses? The pull of the moon? Satan...one will never know.

I'm just glad to feel "normal" again. And for those of you who know my "normal" may be shaking their heads right now...Ha Ha aaaaaah (evil laugh that fades away as an echo...echo...echo).

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Alicia O. & the gang said…
I just had to say that when I clicked on your blog this morning I thought, as a mother, it was really cute that the thought going through my head was, "Let's check on that sweet babe Shelby this morning...". =)
Turns out you are the one feeling much better! I am glad!
February 17, 2009 at 7:27 AM
Kristen said…
well... it was friday the 13th....maybe you just had a week of it instead of just that day!!!

I'm glad you are feeling better :)
February 17, 2009 at 12:28 PM
Ehlan said…
I'm glad you are doing better too! I hope Thursday goes well...sending up lots of prayers!
February 18, 2009 at 9:03 AM
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