Spring/Summer Summary

I haven't posted here in SIX MONTHS. Wow. I kinda miss it. I kinda miss me.

The past six months have been interesting, to say the least.

I met a guy....thought he was great for nearly three months, he turned out not to be so great, and that was the end of that.

Then, a terrible thing happened to my daughter's father when he had a massive stroke on June 10th, and never came out of the coma. He died on July 1st of cardiac arrest. If I'm going to be completely honest with myself, and others, it has brought on many layers of sadness and relief, at the very same time.

I haven't been watching my weight do anything but climb in numbers for months...over a year, even. It's very discouraging and scary. And, I haven't been exercising for multiple reasons, as well.

All-in-all, I'd say that I'm really not doing very well. But, considering all of this, I don't feel that bad. Huh. It seems like I'm missing something...

What do you think?

How could this happen on my favorite day of the week?

I don't feel good today.

Me sad.

Life is Good

My first post in the new year...and we're already 13 days in...how sad is that? Oh, well. Let's just say I've been...uh...busy. And, stuff.

I feel at a loss for words, yet a desire to communicate. Not of my needs, as I am in need of nothing. So, what is it that I need to communicate? I know that I say it over and over, but I truly am grateful for my family and friends. And, I keep gaining more wonderful people into my life, nearly every day. Yes, maybe at a distance, but they can still touch my heart and soul.

I love growing up, and getting older and wiser. And, I'm learning to embrace every wrinkle in my life...to actually appreciate that which made me who I am today, and for each lesson I'll learn for every tomorrow.

Life is good.

A Little Something Nice

On Friday, I had the nicest thing happen to me.

I went through the drive-thru at Starbucks near the Oregon City Shopping Center. I was a little early en route to work, and wanted to treat myself to an eggnog latte. This doesn't happen very often, and especially not at this time of day. I sent a text to Brian telling him this was the most packed I'd EVER seen any Starbucks. The line inside the store was almost nearing the front entrance, and the drive-thru had a line that wrapped around the building. I was in a pretty good spot, nearing the ordering speaker when I sent the text.

Not bothered at all when I got to the speaker, I ordered a double tall eggnog latte. I noticed what looked like the driver in the car ahead of me struggling to pull change together to pay. Normally, I may get impatient with this, but I was feeling good about treating myself and getting ready on time, etc.

I pulled up to the window, and as I handed my card to the barista, she leaned out of the window to get a little closer to me. She advised me that the lady ahead of me had just paid for my drink.

My face softened, and my head leaned to the side a little..."That's the nicest thing I think I've ever heard of." I was in shock that someone would be so nice as to pay for my drink. The barista smiled big and said, "Yeah, she does that every couple of weeks when she gets paid. It's just a matter of you being in the right place at the right time."

I was overcome with joy at that moment...and I will definitely pay it forward someday soon.

Giving Thanks

There's no way I can express my gratitude for all who have served for our Country.

This is me, attempting to honor all who served. Thank you!

Beginning of Change

I'm not really sure if it's good or bad, but I didn't really talk to my daughter much about the election this year. She's 8, right? I thought...she's way too young. I'm JUST NOW getting into politics...just a tiny bit compared to others. However, I am ecstatic that the schools are setting such a large example in getting the kids involved these days!

When my darling daughter came home announcing that she was voting for Obama, and gave me VALID REASONS why she wanted Mr. Obama as our new President of the United States...I was thrilled!

Here's a partial essay written by her, just yesterday...

"I hope obama wins becus he is a very good man and he wants the cuntry to be halty and he does not want guns becus he dos not want any merders around and i hope pepol anderstan its not so we cant figth in wars its..."

She's dictating to me now what she wanted to end with...

"...because he doesn't want people getting hurt. And, when he shakes people's hands, it's like he's saying, 'I love you.' And, when he shakes people's hands, he's saying, 'Please vote for me!'..."

I'm very proud of America, and of our new President. And, of my beautiful daughter.

Boys Will Be Boys

I love my guy friends. I really do. But, I will no longer accept the stereotype that women are whiners. Not that these particular men think that way, or anything...but....

Guys can be such WHINER-BABY-PEE-PEE-PANTS sometimes!

But, I love 'em!

Just sayin'.

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Patterns

Tracing the pathways away from my heart...why are there so many dead ends?

It makes me wonder... some times are more sad than others. There's strength toward the end of each path...and a lesson at each dead end.

Some lessons are the same, pounding my skull as if a sledge hammer. Why, then, is the pain not in my head? Wouldn't it be easier if the pain were there? Would the lesson sink in any faster?