After I got dressed yesterday & looked to see that everything checked out ok. It botherd me to see my top didn't look right without me having breast. I'm starting to feel that I need to get things going faster. The word "need" is the word that matters. It's something more than to want. I'm realy starting to feel that it's something I have to do, no choise but to move forward. I am a woman stuck with what god gave me. For now.

I'm starting to look at other careeres so that I can get out of the type of work place I'm in. But at 52 the list isn't very long. I have to not dwell on it to much or I become very sad.