The pressure of work and home. The worries, the pain,struggles the accomplishments, the disappointments.
I came to found out today that I should go to a post-secondary Mentoring conference. Only because I was one that my paper a general summary was accepted to be presented. Great cool, the excitement of joy and a first time for me. I also came to find that my draft of my paper must be submitted in 7 days, with 5-7 pages, plus references. "Face-Palm" I am nervous as heck, it took me like all evening just find my original paper I worked on and all the research I had been doing. OMG do I go through with this and just write and complete the paper, but to me it will never be that good, and present it to a group of PhD's and Professors and Deans, I do not know.. Oh the panic, (I think I am going to barf)

At the same time I am also planning the move for my first born my son to move away to college. The panic attacks have hit, slam dunk in the gut, of him not being around. Stay calm, chill have a little wine. No that just gets me even more wind up tighter than a Cuckoo Clock ready to burst out, and scream out I am Cuckoo....

The panic has hit high, I guess I can say I am scared to let him go, I won't be there to make sure he is eating enough, has clean clothes to wear, making sure he gets to bed. I suppose it comes with the job of being a Parent.

To my son I love you no matter how close or how far away you are. <3