Trying to learn all my new responsibilities at the university feels like wobbling on a tightrope. My mantra for today, in between pangs of anxiety, is ‘one moment at a time. Breath by breath.’
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Hold your head high girl. Your mantra will do the rest. Good luck at the University.
You have the talent, the commitment (and doggonit people like you).
it does look slightly frightening from up there. 🙂 but i wonder if you gave us the picture with a different caption if it would feel different: “superwoman surveys the city she keeps safe.” i don’t know. 🙂
you can do it, though. you can.
You do balanced on the edge beautifully, you’ll be fine.
You guys are great!
Carolee, I love your suggestion of changing the caption.
You’re one amazing woman, Christine. Just going there and taking those deep breaths is an accomplishment. You inspire me very much. I know you will excel!
Your first week is over. Well done! x