A bitch spends lots of time worrying. My ass worries about my family, my brother and sister, my canine companions (Betsey the sorta-beagle sprained her ankle last night and Sweetie still has the itches, though her leg seems to be better). A bitch worries about the war – my friend’s son is serving in Iraq and my ass has been afraid to call for fear of bad news. A bitch worries about education and violence in our schools. This bitch frets about the residents of Louisiana, Mississippi and Texas and the rebuilding of the Gulf region.
A bitch sometimes gets so caught up in worry that all my ass wants to do is curl up and close it all out.
And then this bitch gets up, drinks my coffee and takes on the world. Thank GAWD for bitchfirmations!
A bitch’s brother Bill is…well, he’s Bill. He’s autistic, frenzied, irritable because of recent changes and forever searching for French fries. My ass wakes up everyday amazed at the man my brother is. He’s complex, loving, moody and temperamental. We are still searching for a volunteer placement…hopefully we’ll have him set up by the end of the year. He’s an amazing worker and my ass knows that some non-profit will benefit from his obsessive cleanliness and adoration or order!
A bitch’s sister is, as always, my rock. My ass has never understood folks who aren’t close to their siblings…my sister is beyond a friend and a bitch is blessed to have her. Yeah…my sister is amazing (don’t let that get to your head, C-Money!).
A bitch is struggling with my mentor relationship. My mentee is doing poorly in school and she has been involved in several fights that have resulted in suspension. Her world is unstable and my ass hasn’t found a way to show her the unlimited potential this bitch sees in her. A bitch can’t change her world…that she is poor, that her mother is depressed and apathetic towards life, that she lives in a violent neighborhood and that she attends an under funded school. What my ass can do is stick…like glue. My prayer to the Devine One is that a bitch be granted endurance…and the right words at the right time.
As we move into the holiday season a bitch’s family is preparing to feast. The holidays are hard, because they remind me of who isn’t there and why. But my ass celebrates this year…we are making it and we have a lot to be thankful for!
So, that’s a bitch’s life at a glance. Not much else, except my ongoing work on my book. A bitch is putting together a selection of essays…it’s moving fast, because my ass has a lot of pent up bitchitude to get out!
Anyway, this bitch is optimistic in spite of all of my worries.
My ass believes still believes in a place called hope…
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