This is how I feel:

My friend Heather sent this to me 6 1/2 years ago and I've liked it so much I've hung on to it.

In this life I'm a woman.

In my next life,
I'd like to come back as a bear.

When you're a bear, you get to hibernate.
You do nothing but sleep for six months.

I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate,
you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.

I could deal with that, too.

When you're a girl bear, you birth your children
(who are the size of walnuts)
while you're sleeping and wake to
partially grown, cute cuddly cubs.

I could definitely deal with that.

If you're a mama bear, everyone knows
you mean business.
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.
If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.

I could deal with that.

If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up
growling.
He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess
body fat.

Yup...gonna be a bear