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Ever notice that while you busy your mind with outlining what you lack, the universe keeps heaping stuff at you that you never knew you needed? That’s right, it’s time to wake up and smell the coffee, even if it is decaf, it’s going to be good.

A fellow blogger sent me a note with lines from a song. What’s interesting is that everyone thinks when they see a bald woman that a) she has cancer, b) she had breast cancer, OR c) she cut her hair for cancer patients. However, I’m thankful I do not have cancer and at times I feel almost guilty about not being 100% able to deal with being bald (24/7) considering I don’t have cancer, and sometimes I forget that having a blank slate is a great place for a woman of my age to be. The lyrics my friend sent are from Katyna Ranieri singing Oh My Love:

And from nature we should learn
that all can start again.
As the stars must fade away
to give a bright new day.

And while I’m at it, I keep forgetting to think about the positive things in my life, for example, that my son has opened up a new world for me in many ways – meeting his friends’ parents and finding new friendships there, engaging with Waldorf Schools and finding intellectual stimulation there, and let’s not get started on the fact that a brown child warms up relations with others of the same skin hue, and let’s not forget what Tin brings to the equation – always on, always entertaining, always adorable (even when he’s not).

So while I’m listing people for whom I am grateful – remember one of my favorite songs when I was young was, “You Always Hurt The One You Love,” which I would actually rephrase as you always neglect the one you love – so shout out to my partner who tells me every day I look good bald, that I shouldn’t stress about anything business-wise, and who is never short on compliments for anything I do and always has a positive attitude even when our dial is tilted to heavy load. Remember it all comes out in the wash.

To top off the whole thing with a cherry, there’s my niece who just Facebooked me that she wants to do a Sprint Triathlon with me in the near future (so nice to know three of my nieces are out there running today), and that has me pumped to get myself in shape if I’m going to be doing anything with the likes of hipster youngsters.

So, who has your back? Well, who doesn’t (and if you could name them, permission granted to delete them).

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