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mpreeti | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. And this finally happened! 15 years of waiting, and not knowing if ever. 10 years of not really caring. 9 months of not knowing. 365 days of surprise. My star, my guiding light. Seems a year zipped by and yet each day stands out… Etched deep, for ever changing. Life is being lived anew. Where the mundane monotony becomes a delightful dilema. Why does the skirt swirl when lifted and dropped? That everything has a touch...
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Life comes a full circle | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. Life comes a full circle. After all that waiting my express delivery finally arrived…. Healthy and kicking in full gusto. Wee bit disappointed since it was a gurl methot all along. But the lil termagnet already has the whole house wrapped around his teeny fingers. And lo my world as i knew it has changed. The kindle gathers dust as the NYT best sellers await my return. I walk the night. Warmth lulling him to sleep.
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BOP! | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. User Manual: Your Body →. And life as I know it has just come to a STOP. Dark swathes of depression during the witching hours, is this me? Am I ready for it? Is this my body? Wow, so I finally did it (note I don’t say we). Life as I know it has changed. And I’m still struggling to come to terms with it. No more impulsive holidays with just a backpack. No more long drives. No late night meetings. No dances or dandiyas.
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Short Selling | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. User Manual: Your Body. Life comes a full circle →. 8220;I don’t know much. I’m just a housewife. I’m a mother. I haven’t done anything but cook, clean and take care of you and yours. I have zero talent.”. The never ending conversation remained the same. Endless, meaningless talks with no one to argue against her. She was that sprightly 50 lady, vivacious, gracious and zestful. If only they knew. The lack of self worth.
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User Manual: Your Body | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. Short Selling →. User Manual: Your Body. So after the dreaded first trimester finally passed I summed up the courage to tackle my fear. Will my body be the same ever again? Now if you aren’t a woman or a ubersexual or metrosexual male you just won’t get this obsessive compulsive disorder we women suffer with body image, and usually a bad one. Ah, I revelled in being a woman. I was free to be me. And then kaboom….
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The Twilight Years | The Glass Ceiling Blog
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the heck she is. The first time I read this quote I couldn’t stop laughing thinking what a wit Ellen was and cursing myself for never coming up with anything wittier than ‘mud in your eye’ or a tongue sticking out. Well I bet they never imagined what a fevered mind could conjure up. Surprisingly, the pol...
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The Glass Ceiling Blog | Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along… | Page 2
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The Glass Ceiling Blog. Sharing all the Un-learning and re-learning as I travel along…. Newer posts →. And life as I know it has just come to a STOP. Dark swathes of depression during the witching hours, is this me? Am I ready for it? Is this my body? Wow, so I finally did it (note I don’t say we). Life as I know it has changed. And I’m still struggling to come to terms with it. No more impulsive holidays with just a backpack. No more long drives. No late night meetings. No dances or dandiyas. You won...
