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Car updatE

So it's going to cost $520.00 less $40.00 since I'll be paying in cash. WOOHOO! What a discount. It's the battery, some regulator switch for the battery connection and an oil change. The mechanic is excellent. You never have to go back twice for the same problem. However, he never gives you a break on the parts and his hourly labor rate is A LOT! But in some cases. I believe you get what you pay for and I'm not willing to compromise my safety for less than great work.
I'll be getting my car back tomorrow night!
So..........This guy strangles his wife to death, stages her disappearance and put on some real fake tears to the media. What on earth makes someone do this? How can a person, wrap his filthy hands around his beautiful, young wife's neck and watch as she struggles for air and See's the life drain out of her body? How??? Honestly, it infuriates me and I just wish she would have been able to fight that Son of a b*tch off. It makes me so angry!!!! Her poor family has to live with the fact that their daughter, their beautiful, young, vibrant, intelligent daughter who was once filled with life, was reduced to being strangled to death and thrown in the woods to rot. I have absolutely no sympathy for this kind of criminal. As far as I'm concerned. He should be tortured for the rest of his life and be shown the pain he has caused her and her family each and every day he is given the RIGHT to breath. In situation like this. I can understand how a family member can snap and take revenge. I can only say this. GOD FORBID.......Something like that ever happens to one of my family members or friends. I swear to God. Someone better make sure I'm doped up on some serious drugs to reduce my rage. Because I cannot promise that I would not snap. My family is so close. And we would fight til our deaths to protect each other. I cannot imagine. I just can't imagine.
God bless this entire family and thank God that she is in a better place where she will never feel rage, hurt, pain or disappointment again.

Car troubles........

So my car is starting. But not with out me giving it a couple of gallons of gas. If I turn the key, it makes no sound until I give it a bunch of gas. Then it starts. It sounds angry. Like it's yelling at me,"I was sleeping and you're forcing me to get up and drive"!!!! haha. That's how it sounds to me. So, my car is now sitting at the shop. Luckily, my mother works in the city and takes the train. She let me take her car to work and school tonight.
Now i'm freaking out over how much it might cost. Like anything, it could be a simple problem, or complexed. And the more complexed, the more dinero it will cost. I'll just have to hope for the best. I have to be safe right? I can't be in a position to break down on my way to work in Port Jeff. And the icey weather conditions and sneaking up on me, so my cars reliability is important.

DANCING IN THE RAIN

I remember when I was a kid. It was so much fun to jump around in puddles with no shoes on. Now? I would never do that. I would be afraid of slugs or worms. haha
Me and my sisters use to do "Rain Dances". We swore that it rained because we made it rain. Never mind the fact that it was a hot and hazy day and it was bound to rain anyway. Those rain clouds did not need our prompting. That is innocence. When you are not afraid to kick off your shoes and jump around, dancing in circles, making Native American Indian sounds with your mouth and not caring who see's you do it.
It was like a giant sprinkle that cost absolutely nothing to enjoy. It didn't require a facet hookup, a battery, or a powercord. That's what is missing today. Good ol made up fun!
I thought about that today as I watched it rain from my office window. I wished I could go back to those days but realize the inpossibility. So for now, I'll go back in my mind. Thank God for memories!

SO HARD ON OURSELVES

I am the first person to correct someone when they talk about themselves in a negative light. For example: Someone may say, "I am so stupid". After they make a minor mistake or error. Or someone may say, "I look so ugly today". When really they just feel ugly on the inside. I am always finding myself correcting people and telling them not to talk badly about themselves because if we should love anyone above all others, it should be ourselves.

Yet.......Although I don't call myself names or doubt my intelligence by calling myself stupid. I do beat myself up in other ways. Like if I get a 90 instead of a 100. Or if I forget someones birthday. Things like that. I need to practice what I preach on a higher level. I suppose it's not always about the words we use to describe what we think about ourselves. But it's also about being hard on our achievements. I try. What more can I expect from myself? I'm going to work on that.

Psych class

Monday crazy Monday......I have just enough time to change and grab something to eat before I run off to Psych class. I enjoy the class for the most part. Luckily, because if I didn't it would be much more difficult to stay motivated. I have yet to take a day off from any of my class's. I feel guilty even thinking about taking off a day. I rather not unless I really need to. Not just to do it. The semester goes so quickly. Missing one day is like missing an entire week if I were to be in the same class 5 days a week. Today we will probably go over some slides that the professor provides us with on his website. Next week is our second test. I want to prepare for that test because the first test was much harder than I anticipated. I did well on it and was able to answer the essay questions with somewhat intelligent answers. But I really had to think harder than I should have. If I would have studied harder. I would have done better and It probably would not have felt so difficult. You live and you learn right?
Off I go

In the Eye of the Beholder

Me and one of my sisters went shopping yesterday for her paint supplies. She's very excited to begin her new venture. She and I are the same in the sense that we aren't exactly what would be considered,"Artistic". But, what is artistic anyway? Someone who could duplicate a Thomas Kincade? Yes, some would consider that artistic. But what about Pollock? His art is still seen in galleries around the world and is highly regarded as an "Abstract artist". He was laughed at and rediculed by his peers at one time. But now his work is taught around the world and as I said, "He is a highly regarded artist".
I think that art is like beauty. It is in the eye of the beholder. What may be art to me, may look like nothing but paint smeared on a canvas to someone else. And how can we judge somebody else's art. That would be like judging someone's heart. Because art is a reflection of your heart. The interpatation of one's heart is poetry in motion. It can be expressed in many ways. And paint on a canvass is just one of these ways.

Sunday Football

Both the Jets and the Giants won today. Not by much. Both games were very close. But nonetheless, they both won. I'd love to see either team make it into the Superbowl. But I am really hoping that the Jets makes it this time around. It's a long time coming for them. They are doing very well this seasoning and if they keep it up. It's a good possibility. I looking into getting tickets for me and a friend of mine real soon. I hope they are not all sold out by the time we are ready to purchase them. I am very excited about it. We've been talking about this for what seems like forever. So I'm hopefull that it just might happen this year!
We shall see.

Three Little Pigs

I was talking to my mom about our class discussion. She said when we were babies. She dressed my older brother as the "BIG BAD WOLF" and me and my sister as the "THREE LITTLE PIGS". I have absolutely no memorie of that. She said we were still in a carriage. That's how young we were. Back then, multiple carriages were not very common and not very affordable. So me and my sisters were stuffed inside of a big blue carriage. Not a stroller, but an actual carriage. They sell the same type in antique shops. I've seen them and always smile when I do. My mom has told us that when she use to take us for a walk, people would come over and stare and say, "Are they all the same age". hahaha. If you only could hear some of the questions we would get. Here is a list of some

1) Do you all have the same birthday? DUHHHHH

2) Do you all share organ (I swear...we were asked that more than once)?

3) Do you sleep in the same bed?

4) Do you fight a lot?

5) Who can kick who's ass?

6) Do you take showers together?

7) Do you share boyfriends?

8) Do you share cloths?

Some of these questions are just curiosity. Some are just obsurd. But it comes with the territory. One of which is highly guarded. haha
A friend of mine once said that we are like a pack of wolves. If you mess with one of us, you will surely be taken down. And oh man, that is the honest to God's truth. Needless to say, we were never picked on in school. I can remember some attempted to pick on my sister Chrissy. But they failed I assure you. Me and Cathy were always more protective of her. Although we were born at the same time just minutes apart. Chrissy always seemed to be younger and need more protection. She was born last and was the smallest at birth. Maybe even in the whom we recognized this. Maybe we even knew before we came to this earth. I heard it said once that our souls are born before our bodies. And in heaven we are given the choice of who our families will be. Did we choose each other to take a journey of birth with? Who's to say we didn't? I believe that everything we are taught to believe may be a total contradition to what reality really is. So I doubt nothing.

Pending posts

When going through my posts. I found a few that were not actually posted. They were written but it seems as though when I hit post. They failed to post. Maybe I lost my internet connection temporarily at the time? I don't know. But glad that I found them and could post them now.

So I emailed George to let him know that I created the blog for him. The email was returned as UNKNOWN. I also called and left a voicemail message. He has not returned my call. So I am wondering if he will even get the message and if perhaps the email address he gave me is incorrect. Maybe the spelling is different or maybe I am missing a number or something. I wrote down what he said. But.......that doesn't mean I misunderstand and the likelyhood of that is great.

I had plans to go shopping for paint supplies with my sister. She's cutting someones hair right now and the more time that goes by the more I am losing interest. I rather stay in right now and just do some blogging and prepare for the week ahead. I am trying to figure out my schedule so that I can take some vacation days from work. I have a couple of tests and projects that will be due soon. I am thinking it will be best to take some time off of work. Just a few days. This way I can focus with out distraction.

The semester is coming to an end. I cannot believe how quickly it happens. I remember my first week of school. I felt so overwhelmed and doubted my ability to work and go to school fulltime. I really thought something would suffer. I have been able to maintain the same lifestyle although it has been a bit of a struggle. I don't think anyone has sufferered for my lack of time. I think I have managed it pretty well and am a little proud of myself. I don't say that often. I am usually very hard on myself and I expect more than I should. Like grades. I received two 90's. Some people might be thrilled about that. Me on the other hand? I'm disappointed for not proof reading better. I've been having trouble with my computer so when I found a printer that worked. I just printed with out going over my work for the last time. Lesson learned. I don't care if I have to take off of work to recheck my work. I know I can do better than a 90.

Don Miguel Ruiz "The Four Agreements"

The Four Agreements®
1. Be Impeccable With Your Word
Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.

2. Don't Take Anything Personally
Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won't be the victim of needless suffering.

3. Don't Make Assumptions
Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

4. Always Do Your Best
Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.

This is so great. It amazes me how so many things, belief and ideas seem to be common sense. How so this world possess's so many different religions all based on some of the same things, beliefs and idea yet we tend to focus on just one religion or spiritual believe. Though I was raised Lutheran. I became curious about other religions and spiritual journeys a long time ago. I don't judge other people for their beliefs because I think there is something to be said about all religions. I do believe that each of us has our own journey to travel and we have our own relationship with God. Who am I do judge anothers belief? The bible does say that God speaks in many tongues. So who is to say this is the reason for so many different religions and sects. Maybe we believe in what we identify with the most. Our upbringing, the enviroment in which we are raised, the language we speak. This all affects what we will believe. I enjoy learning about other peoples belief systems. Because I think something can be learned from everyone. I've been so lucky to have been given the family and friends that I have. Because through them. My mind has become open all kinds or possibilities.
I really like this Don Miguel Ruis and just want to share some of what I read on my blogs. There is a very interesting history here and like other belief systems that I have learned about. This one too can be added to my list of inspirations.

Don Miguel Ruiz

I found a book called,"The Mastery Of Love".

Here is a passive from it:

When a human is born, the emotional mind, the emotional body, is completely healthy. Maybe around three or four years of age, the first wounds in the emotional body start to appear and get infected with emotional poison. But if you observe children who are two or three years old, if you see how they behave, they are playing all the time. You see them laughing all the time. Their imagination is so powerful, and the way they dream is an adventure of exploration, When something is wrong they react and defend themselves, but then they just let go and turn their attention to the moment again, to play again, to explore and have fun again. They are living in the moment. They are not ashamed of the past; they are not worried about the future. Little children express what they feel, and they are not afraid to love.

This booked is filled with so much enlightening material. It is so true. When we are children. We are so innocent. We are not afraid of what the future brings. We do not feel ashamed of past failures. We have no insecurities. We just smile, laugh and love. How sad that somewhere along the line we lose this innocence. When exactly does it happen. Is it when we first experienced rejections? The first time we felt we were not good enough? The first time our hearts were broken? The first time we felt embarresment?
When did it happen to me? When did my innocence become unpure? I think I still possess some of my childish innocence. I see this in my strong hope that everything will always turn out ok. I see it in the way I am able to forgive and move on. I see it when I realize I am incapable of holding a grudge. I recognize this in the way I have an overwhelming faith and how I hold out for the right time, the right person, the right circumstance.
I love this book and I believe it was meant to cross my path.

Computer trouble

My laptop is finally up and running. I use a program for Alegbra. A week and a half ago, I accessed the program to do some homework. All of a sudden, multiple windows started to open up. It opened a total of 35 windows. Then my computer froze up. I had to manually shut it down. When I rebooted. I found that my Windows program was bugged. I would only get a blue screen telling me to reload Windows. Arggggg. I was so angry. Of all times, this is not the time to have trouble with my laptop. I had to wait for my friends boyfriend to come by. He uninstalled Windows and reinstalled it last night. It is one of those things that takes hours because he had to try all kinds of methods. Because of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems. Last week I went to the library to do multiple things. I was going to blog and also I had to print a paper for another class. Well..........the library printer was out of service. I was there for three hours trying to download my information to a floppy, when that didn't work I tried a flash drive. Needless to say, neither of these methods worked. Finally I drove to Farmingdale to use my friends printer. Only to find out that her cat decided to urinate inside the printer. ha ha ha. That's my luck, or atleast that day it was. Unfortunatly, my job has restricted internet access to everyone. Apparently, some people abused this privledge and we all had to pay the price for it. So doing anything internet based at work is not an option.
Atleast i'm up and running now. I'll keep my fingers, and toes crossed that my laptop makes it through this semester. I'm looking around for a good deal now on a new laptop. I really need one and at this point it is a priority to get one.

GEORGE IS ALL SET UP

I just set up George's blog. He should be ready to go. I called him and left a voicemail message and also emailed him to make sure he gets the information. Hopefully he does not experience any problems going forward.

We had an event full day class today. I'm hoping that everyone does well.

Today I am taking my sister to the store to pick up some art supplies. I decided a few weeks back that I wanted to start painting. I bought some paint and canvas. So far so good. The funny thing is that last night my sister told me that "SHE" wanted to start painting. When I told her that I had the same idea and already began, she laughed. Because it's not uncommon for us to do the same things at the same time without the other knowing about it before hand. I suppose that's one of the phenomenons of being a triplet or one from a multiple birth.

I usually keep being a triplet to myself. Because in the past. The mention of it resulted into a long conversation and was filled with questions and curiosity. I understand the curiosity. But sometimes it's as if my privacy is so invaded that it causes me to shut down completely. As I said in class. If someone told another person that they had siblings of single births. Nobody would ever ask them, "Oh really"??? "Can you show me a picture"? Like I said, I understand the curiosity. But in our experience (me and my sisters) we have learned to keep this to ourselves. I feel that I always try to respect other people. And by doing this it means to respect their privacy and not to ask questions that may be taken as invasive. But maybe that is because I have a different outlook on things because of being a triplet.

Yes, we were a circus act. Freaks even. We were scrutinized and picked apart by anyone who became aware of our unique quality. We were made into an entity. Not three individuals who have our own minds and our own spirits. My mother always raised us to be our own persons. She always understood our differences and did not try to make us all the same. We all have our own strenghts and weakness's. And we are not less of a person for the lack of any of these qualities. No more than another person is weak because they don't possess the same talents as they do their older or younger sibling.

I suppose it's all about perspective and one cannot truly understand anything unless they experience it first hand.

I am blessed to have come into this world with two other people to buffer the ride. I have my own cheerleaders, my own critics, and my own inspirations. I have never been lonely. As a matter of fact. I cannot understand the emotion of loneliness. This is a gift that I truly appreciate.

Live and let live

So here I am again. Today was an ok kind of day. I watched the debate last night. Bottom line is that I do not like McCains health care policy idea's or his economic stradegy. I disagree with Roe Vs Wade possibly being overturned because I think a womans RIGHT to choose is VERY important and I would not want that right taken away from me. The Gov't has no right to interfere with a decision that is between a woman and her God. Nobody can judge a womans decision to abort until they have walked in her shoes. There are many reasons why a woman makes this decision and it is nobodies place to judge. Why do people suck so damn much? Why is everyone a critic? Why can't people just live and let live? That is one thing I will never understand about the human race. I don't see one flower judging another because it's different. People are so eager to find the fault in another person. Perhaps it makes them feel better about themselves. To not have to look at their own faults because they are preoccupied looking at someone else's.

AHHHHHHHHH

I have missed so many blogs it's not even funny. These past couple of weeks have been the busiest ever. I've had two tests to prepare for. Family stuff going on. A couple of sick friends and of course work. The days come and go so quickly that I seem to constantly be playing catchup. Sometimes I wish I could take my computer to work with me so I can write my blog at lunch time. But I can't. Also I do not have access to the internet on my work PC so that's not an option either. By the time I get home these past couple of weeks. I just pass out. I've spent a lot of time at the library studying because I feel less distracted there. When i'm home. The phone is constantly ringing or people are knocking at the door. No matter how many times I politely tell people I am studying. They just do not seem to get it. As if they are an exception. So here's my plan. I'm going to lock the door. Hide in my bedroom. I'll shut off the ringer on both my cell and the home phone and literally shut the entire world out until I get done each and every task I have to do. I have 4 classes. Although English is my favorite. It's not the only obligation that I have. I also have Psych, Communications and Algebra. Algebra is my greatest challenge and Communications requires speaking assignment which are difficult to arrange but even more difficult to present. This is only my 1st semester but I am not happy with how i'm doing overall. Monday night I had a 80 question Psych test which consisted of a lot of fill in the blanks and essay questions. There were "SOME" multiple choice. But not many. I dread getting my grade back on that test. I'm afraid I did not study enough because I am spending so much time on math. Maybe i'll have to repeat that class next semester. But If I do that, I'll be putting myself behind because I cannot take Chemistry with out the Math and I cannot take my required Bio's with out the Chemistry.
Ahhhhhhh. I want to scream. But i'm just going to try to stick to my plan and hope for the best.

COUPONS!

So I was watching Oprah. She had a show about saving money in many different ways. This one woman is a coupon fanatic. She actually saves over 70% off of her weekly grocery bill. Now that's a good savings. I clip coupons too. But never have I saved that much for an entire weeks worth of food. Plus she is feeding 4 kids and her husband. I am going to make an effort to save more money. No more DD coffee. No more eating out for lunch. I'm going to really try. I can simply make my own coffee and bring my own lunch to work. It's just that I like to get out of the office and go for a drive. But this is also wasting gas I suppose.
Saving money is so imnportant. Everything is so expensive. But we all have to try right?

Common Hour

Ever since the meeting amongst a few of my co-workers. Everyone is getting along famously. I was not involved in this meeting as I was not involved with the issue or problems that a couple of these people were having. It's amazing how when you communicate openly you can start over again. It's so nice to come to work and not see bickering back and fourth. I wonder if it will last? Maybe it will, maybe it won't. But I sure hope it does.

I am trying to keep up with my blogs and am finding it a little difficult on some days. There are days that I am running here and there and just as I'm laying my head on the pillow I think, "Shit......I have to do my blog". haha. I wish I had internet access at work because that would be the perfect time to do it. But I don't. So I am limited to when I am home. Which isn't all that often.

Yesterday in Psych class we were informed of something called, "Common Hour". Are they freaking kidding me? I did not pay for any of my classes to take an hour break to walk around from booth to booth gathering information on anything except what I paid to learn. I think they should save these things for High Schools. Or have something after classes are over for people who wish to attend. We were actually booted out of our class and told to come back at 8:15. THe class runs from 6:30-9:05. I could not even believe it. Me and a couple of friends I met in that class went to get coffee instead. I had no interest in this, "Common Hour". And again. Am not paying for my education to be forced out of my class to attend a function I am not even remotely interested in. It's as rediculous as having a fire alarm in every single class on the first week the semester starts. Trust me. If there is a fire.............I am out of that building period. I do not intend to burn to death. Not in this life time

Se La Vie

I wanted to write about something personal because I need to vent. But I am apprehensive about how much I should write. So I'll just start with the basics.
I know someone who I was very close to at one time. Closer than we should have been for various reasons. I'm not talking about a couple of months. I'm talking about almost an entire decade. Recently, we've decided to remain friends and platonic friends by the way. We've both been living up to our ends of the bargain. But, he is having reservations about meeting for a simple cup of coffee because he's not so sure he can be "platonic" with me. Flattering in a sense. But insulting in another way. Friends, lovers, spouses, family. What separates these different types of love? Sex. That's what. So if you take the sex equation out of the Lovers title. What do you get? You get a friendship. One that may be stronger in a way because you really.............know each other. haha. To me, I love all of my friends and family equally and would jump in front of a bullet for any one of them. Thus the reason that I don't go searching the planet looking for "New" friends. If I happen to cross paths with someone and we have a connection. Cool, they are welcomed into my circle. But at this point in my life. I am surrounded by many good friends and family alike. If I made the decision to be someones friend. Nothing would prevent me from seeing them. So this bullshit excuse is wearing thin on my patience. I extend my hand in friendship. And instead of the other party grabbing my hand to shake it, they are telling me they might want more than just my hand. Decisions are made based on certain criteria. And history tells us a lot as to how we will decide to proceed. Would I cross the street with out looking both ways? No I would not. Would I continue eating strawberries if I got an allergic reaction from them? Certainly not. Would I invite someone over knowing that they will inevitably rob me blind the second I turn my back? Not a chance. These are just examples to understand the intensity of decision making. I did not decide to remain this mans friend for any other reason except I consider him someone I'd jump in front of a bullet for. And instead of this friendship being reciprocated. I'm being made to feel that my place in his life is where secrets are made and hearts are broken. Well, not this time around. I'm standing my ground and having faith that what is meant to be will be. If he thinks anything of me as a human being and as the rock that I have been for him, then he'll come around and get over the inevitable. We cannot be more than platonic friends. In my world. It's a blessing. In his however, it may be a curse.
We'll see what happens. What shall be will be
That's life

RELAXED............

I passed my Algebra test. THANK GOD. I have been so worried about this. I've been studing very hard and it has payed off. I still have to study every day because it's like anything else. "Use it or lose it".
Today was the first day in a long time that I felt like I could relax. I cleaned which I desperatly needed to do. I went food shopping. I watched a movie. And I ignored all phone calls. haha. I shut the ringers off of my cell and my home phone. I felt bad doing it at first. But seriously? I needed a break. I opened up my paints and started something. Not sure what it will become. But some paint is on that canvas and i'm determined to turn it into??? Something. haha
Tomorrow is English class. I am turning in my 9/11 paper that I am pretty proud of. After reading it over again there are some changed i'd like to make with the text and the format. But it's printed and I cannot reprint it right now. My printer is not working and it's to late to go anywhere else. So, what will be will be.
Til we meet again

The V.P debate

Ok.........So they both did well in delivering there speaches and there ability to give an intelligent rebuttle. They agreed on some issues.

The one topic they agreed on is same sex marriage. I don't understand why anyone would take such a stand as to say they disagree and won't support this. Who does anyone think they are to say that two people who love each other should not form a union of Marriage? My cousin and his partner have been together for many, many years. They have a home together and chose each other to spend the rest of their lives with. Why shouldn't they be allowed to get married? I would support Raymond and George if they could be married. And why shouldn't I?
Ehhhhh.
Anyway, I'm done with thinking of either party at the moment. They each have their own ideas and when you cut the fat, you see that neither party is all that different from each other.
Well, this blog is going to be short but sweet. Because if I don't get some adequate sleep, I just may fall asleep at the wheel. Not a funny prospect by any means. But today I was exhausted and had to force my eyes open.
Good night!

Time Will Tell

Wow, It's October 1st! I cannot even believe that the year has flown by so quickly. We are so close to Christmas. Time is truly my enemy. There is just not enough of it. You can't buy more, you can't even beg for more. You simply get what you get and hope that in the end it was enough. Enough to accomplish all you set out to do.
Today at work we had a little problem. We have two woman who cannot seem to get along. I have become friends with one of them. I understand both of their points of view to a degree. I refuse to get involved. But I do understand. One of them lacks empathy. She does not see that her attitude and behaviors predict the attitudes and behaviours of the other. HOnestly it blows my mind that someone can get to be 50 something. And have no idea how to treat another human being with respect. We don't all have to like each other. Some people just arent meant to be friends. But I believe that we are all obligated to give each other a chance. Because what you may perceive in one moment could be totally oppostite in another. I just can't understand it. I want so badly to take them both aside and force them to sit down and explain to them what I think they need to do to rectify the situation. But who am I? All I can do is stay unbiased and understand my friends feelings and give her the best advice I can with out stirring up more anger. I am torn because on one hand my support may be perceived as adding fuel to the fire, but on the other hand I don't want her to think that I don't understand or care how she is feeling. I guess i'll just let time tell the story and hope that they work it out. It's such a small office and it's a shame that this is going on.
But like I said, "time will tell".