Sending Hugs and Kisses

Sometimes it is very easy for me to slip into the world of "Why me?" or "Why not?" or "What if?".  Sometimes I can only see the not-so-good parts of my day; the parts that make me sad.  I focus on the things that are missing from my life instead of celebrating the amazing bits of goodness that flood each day.  I've found that being thankful for those good piece of my day helps to shake me out of my funk and see things in a much better light.  Today I want to be washed in the warm waters of gratitude for my blessings instead of being swamped by the stench of stagnant questioning.   I wanted to share a short list of some of those really great bits of my summer days that I am so thankful for... At my new place there are birds that sing from the trees into my window every morning and "super cute" baby bunnies are hopping about in the green grass each day.  I get to spend every day with this cute kiddo!  He is so very me... alw...

C is me.  He is smart, funny and kind.  He is impatient, determined and stubborn.  He loves freely. He gives generously. He likes to create, sketch and write. He loves a good book. He sings along with the radio. He makes me laugh. He makes me cry. He throws his dirty clothes on the floor. He leaves cups all over the house. He "collects" so much you can't see the top of his dresser. He is all mine. I'm so very lucky.

I was talking with a friend yesterday and they were asking if I wanted to buy a trailer, like for camping, I'll admit I've wanted one previously, not a big one just one of those cute tiny teardrop ones, but yesterday I realized I didn't want one.  I like tent camping.  I like fires outside at night with hot dogs and s'mores.  I like things simple.   I turned to my friend and said "No, I don't want a trailer.  I've learned all I really need is a blanket to sit on, a good book to read, a notebook to write in, a dog to hang out with, my silly kiddo, good friends, good beer, and a camera.  I'm pretty darn happy with just those things." and it's true, I am.  I like my how my life has become more simplified.  Technology gets in the way of actually enjoying life.  Not that I'm tossing the computer any time soon, let's face it I take digital photos and I type a heck of a lot faster than I write by hand... but I don't need it to...

So yesterday I talked about how second chances can be viewed as a blessing even when they don't go the way we want or think they should... even when the ending just sucks.  I can see some of you sitting on the other side of your screen and thinking I'm just too Pollyanna for my own good, but the reality is that I'm a world-class control freak, overly sentimental and an all-or-nothing kind of girl, so for me the only way to look at disappointments is to find the silver lining otherwise I'll just drown in the sadness of losing whatever it is that I've invested myself so fully into. I wanted to talk about the hard work that comes along with a second chance.  Second chances are not easy, they are truly a miracle, but there is still an amazing amount of work involved in making them a success... I'm learning this over and over again, trust me... Throughout the year I have been calling out to God... 'Please show me what to do.'    'Help me to m...

Here is one of the intricacies of life I am pondering on this lovely (read: sweltering) Wednesday afternoon: Why is it that when I go to the DMV to renew my license it takes over an hour and there are only two people ahead of me. When did the city come up with this "phone" system... the lady on the other side of the safety glass asks you to pick up the telephone situated just one foot away from her, she then loudly asks what your SS# is and you are expected to repeat it into the phone, as though the man standing four feet away doesn't know you are talking to her on the "phone" and that you are giving out your Super Secret #, all the while the woman is insisting it will be kept confidential... WTH?  As a side note they also make you do this whole "phone" thing while you tell them your height, weight, eye and hair color... seriously.