I'm so happy for you Sue
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You chose wisely with your new work.
And no backchat from the animals. Well, the occasional meow or woof.
And you are doing something worthwhile.
Really good news you got to know this lady better and I'm sure you'll become very close.
I wonder if she started the practice because of her anxiety.
Funny you mentioned that you were not to impressed by her manner on first meeting. I've had a few people say to me once they got to know me that I sometimes appeared a bit off, but they've not known about my struggling or fleeing from panic. I rarely flee anymore, so now they can see my full on character and to be honest, I've got to a point where I don't care. Well I do deep inside, but you know what I mean.
Yes Sue, I'm a bit of Superwoman to the rescue.
I'm first one there if someone has had an accident, needs help or an animal is lost or in distress.
All focus on me disappears.
But last night it wasn't until half way through the service that I felt the pew moving and my first thought was it was due to my muscle twitching.
I glanced over at Mr C and noticed the he was rubbing his belly and had that look on his face like the cat in headlights and it was then he told me he was anxious.
Do you know what caused it?
He forgot to take his glasses and couldn't see the carols to sing. It made him agitated. But he sung the ones he knew. I also warned the people behind me that I may get a bit emotional and start grabbing for the tissues, but I was actually ok. My eyes welled up a couple of times, but no crying scene.
Oh my, it was a wonderful feeling to walk out of that church feeling a normal person. No wobbling, no blurry eyesight, no rushing to get out. I literally wanted to to raise both arms to the sky and say, "Hallelujah".