BetsyG summarizes her somewhat overwhelmingly busy week.
BetsyG had found some old friends, and it feels really good to reconnect, with the help of LinkedIn, Facebook, and social networking. In fact, it’s downright moving.
I’ve written a post on my experience with Wellbutrin but was afraid to post it. Where’s the win? What could I lose? In this post, I reflect on the possible ramifications of talking about my depression.
On Wednesday, I wrote my woeful piece on the anxiety surrounding my son’s echocardiogram. In fact I am very blessed to have many wonderful friends who are with me when I need them. The support of my friends it has really bolstered me.
Chris and I had been friends since college. When he asked me recently to help him hang his photography exhibit, I thought it would be drudgery. But it turned out to be a stimulating and positive experience, and also stimulated me to write this piece that gives a glimpse into our friendship.
I thought I only wanted to date men who were fathers. But when I started to see the childless Mr. S, my opinion had a major turnaround.
BetsyG finishes telling about her vacation, and even gives her review of Batman: The Dark Knight. Was Heath Ledger as great as they say? BetsyG shares her opinion.
Dale’s friend had painted him a paint-by-numbers eagle and was mad when he didn’t collect it. What ultimately happened was surprising, to say the least.
After my first week as a blogaziner (there’s a mouthful), I reflect on the lessons learned and the successes. Overall, it was a pretty good week. I also write about my feelings about how we will recognize my aunt’s passing and the strange Jewish urges that are taking hold of me.
If you’ve ever had your heart broken, you know it’s not easy to put your heart out there again. This essay is about BetsyG’s experience with heartbreak and the fear with which she faced the next potential love.