- I need to blog more
- You can’t see a falling star unless you’re looking at the sky. I used to see one every night – when did I stop looking?
- I can still squeal like an 8-year-old girl. I came across this creature at work. My first reaction was squeal and shut door. My second? Get someone to come with me so I could photograph it. Over 6 inches w/tail flat!
- It’s okay to accept help when it’s on behalf of someone you love. This one was a tough one for me. But I’ve realized due to simple math, that there’s no way in heck I can save up the money myself to send Nic to the UK. I’d sell an organ to get him there if I could! But I’ve taken a softer, gentler route and tried saying “Yes, thank you” when friends have offered to help. A first for me.
- When it rains, it pours. After having my tooth pulled, another one broke. And when it rains, friends come out with umbrellas
- Sometimes when a dog ‘scoots’, they do not have worms, but it doesn’t hurt to give them a chewable deworming tablet anyway
- I have had a musical influence on my son. As I hear Dave Matthews pouring out of his room as I type. I have also made an impression on my son – as last night he and I spoke a while about deep things. Apparently he gives my mothering a thumbs up. I could have cried. (And offered him an organ.)
- Punctuation goes inside parenthesis, which makes my OCD want to go back over every single post and fix it!
- I have an amazing life. Beautiful friends and am so so SO proud to be my sons mom.
I just sat outside with my coffee – bundled in my fleece pajamas and looked up, and around. The stars are amazing. My kingdom for a camera that would capture them for you!
A sip of coffee and a silent prayer, “God, speak to me …” A rooster crowed from somewhere down the dirt road and from the corner of my eye, a falling star.
A Leonid? I thought. I heard they were coming.
Back inside and I hear birds. My sons alarm clock is apparently set to the nature sound feature.
Other than that all I hear is my dog sighing and now the tap-tap of the keyboard.
Only I am disturbing the quiet.
I think about the post I wrote yesterday and the line “He never showed up”.
When really, I never showed up.
But I’m here now. And my eyes are open to falling stars, butterflies and bees. My ears are open to roosters and my loved ones.
Good morning friends.