Shedding some tears can be a good thing...(this blog is for women only)

Some say, that my life is to die for; I travel extensively, live in a beautiful home, have a great set of friends, a loving and thoughtful family and I have been blessed with a brain and all that that encompasses.

But I am human. Things get to me. I care more than I show. I love deeply. I cherish every element of life and what it presents. My friends all together influence who I am and to some degree, who I will be in the future. I am completely captivated by the psychology of why people do what they do. To a large degree, I am reasonably understanding on all topics except bad manners.

Women sit around with other women and chat. We gossip. We talk about what peeves us. We talk about how good or how bad someone looks on an ongoing basis. We mainly love fashion, makeup and a good spray tan. We want fairytales but at the end of the day, we do actually know that they don't exist. We 'want it all' just like Sarah Jessica Parker in her latest movie, and secretly believe that that is possible.

When a woman is having problems, its their friends that they share it with. If they have issues at work or in their personal lives, its usually their best friends who are the first people there, with a glass of chardonnay and a box of chocolates. We talk it through - our version of events of course. Our friends listen and then give advice. We take it or leave it. Usually, when we are in their presence, we say we are going to take it... but then when they walk out the door, it's another thing.

As things in our lives overtake our happiness, or create moments or days of sadness, women find it beneficial to get it out. And that's what I did yesterday. One of my dearest friends and confidante's and I talked for hours about life. I think we both shed a few tears - and in my case buckets, because I am WAY too emotional. It's like this instant release of all of your problems, fears and insecurities.

Today, I woke up, ready to tackle the world. I realise that they are not problems, they are just part of life's wonderful journey. The journey that we all have, that can never be perfect all of the time, but can definately give us some interesting things to talk about and share with those nearest and dearest to ourselves.

Men are not so good about these things. They hold it in or are taught at a young age to 'be a man'. I would rather be a woman - any day.

Cleanse the soul and revisit the world as the extraordinary person you are - full of life, colour and substance.

My thoughts for this lovely Monday in Atlanta, Georgia.