It felt strange to be back in my office after taking so much time off. When I was on hiatus, I was never sure what day it was, but it didn"t matter anyway since I had nowhere to be. The truth is I hardly left my house--the house my mom passed on to me--unless I had to, but now it felt good to have a reason to get up every morning and people who needed me--although I missed having a wide open calendar. There was so much possibility in those white spaces. Not that I ever took advantage of it.
Don"t get me wrong, I was pretty stressed when I was dealing with my mom"s death, but it was a different kind of stress. Back then, I was completely self-absorbed in my grief; now, I was stressed because everyone wanted a piece of me. Speaking of stress, allow me to introduce you to Lisa. She"s the rec
