Ma Fia

Headache today was a midgrade- nothing horrible.
Productivity had its peaks and valleys.
Overall a good day! I feel a little clearer today in way.
It's made me think of a few things... good things...

In the 12th grade, I did my term paper on the Mafia.
I discovered that one possible and likly origin of the word Mafia.. was in the 1400's when a Palermo maiden was being raped by a group of French soldiers, and her mother cried out Ma Fia Ma Fia... and her family came to rescue and lynched the french soldiers who violated her.

It was said then that it seemed that mafia was a group- opposed to the literal translation of the term Ma Fia.

Possible.

I have a great family.

I don't always praise them or see them or spend time with them... but I do. I have a wonderful family.
At home, and at work!

The people who choose to love us and be a part of our circle of support and trust.

That's family.
Blood and love- bound by spirit!

Ma Fia- without whom I could not endure.
I was silent in my illness for a very long time, afraid it was something in my mind- not knowing it was something beyond my control in my head.
Since I have come about about the illness, and shared the details of my struggle, I realize how fortunate I am to have such amazing, loving and strong family and friends in my corner!

Thank God for them! !!