September is almost over; we are now in the final week of this season-changing month. Lots of things change in September, or so it seems, other than the season and its weather patterns. Its a time for reflection, remembering, preparing. Today, I resign myself to doing just that.
Over the weekend, a friend and somewhat of a co-worker passed away. I've not seen this person in over five years. I had received a friends request from his wife awhile back on FB, and only accepted that request about a couple of weeks ago. Did I wait too long? Perhaps I could have answered earlier. I could sit here and beat myself up while writing this post, but I also know that with my train of thought, nothing happens by chance. I responded when I was supposed to. I'm not one focused on luck, chance, or coincidence. I've always believed there is purpose and reason why things happen in the time that they do.
Over that last couple of weeks, I've been tired. Zachary is teething, which I think is starting to calm down a little bit. Thankfully. Nights have been patchy with sleep, soothing a little one to sleep for himself, let alone try to catch a few winks for myself. That tired feeling has followed me throughout some of my days, and there's a list of things for me to tackle to catch up with. It feels almost like most days are catch up days lately.
We have been handed a diagnosis of Autism for Tristan. Paperwork, appointments, and phone calls have commenced over the last couple of weeks. He will be attending preschool as soon as we have everything in place that he needs; this should be in the next couple of weeks, provided I keep pushing for what he needs. I will continue to homeschool, as a supplement. I will say no more today for this piece of information; it would encompass a post in itself.
Today is my day to do what is needed, making the most of the time set aside for fun with my boys, and to go with the flow. Time to empty my churning mind and be ok with non-perfection. With that said, I will sign off early to move ahead with my day to spend more time with my children. So, remember, take time to stop, breathe, and refocus. Be ok with taking a moment to feel the warmth of the sun on your face, smell the scents of the season, listen to the laughter of small children, and embrace life for every moment it presents. ~Momma
Showing posts with label Off the Record. Show all posts
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Monday, September 26, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Off My Posting and On My Mind
It's been a week since my last post; life has a way of challenging you to keep running the race. Today, I'm posting about things off the record of what I usually post, depending on the day of the week; I have a theme for Monday-Friday covering the many hats I wear as a multi-tasking momma.
Lots happening here on the little homestead in progress. New roof being put on the house; my ship mate replaced the garage roof last year, so this year he's tackling the house. And he's on a week's vacation. I'm so accustomed to him being at work most of the day, it feels weird when he's here all day. Sometimes, I feel as if I should not keep up my regular pace of life, slow down and spend it with him but when he's busy with a project-such as the roof-and the kids need me, the housework needs to be done, etc...it leaves little time. The kids are higher than kites because they are also accustomed to Daddy not being here during the day, so bedtimes have been crazy, naps almost non-existent, and I'm ready for a day at the beach. Too bad I'm not feeling the safety the park association is stating for the lake now that its water levels have receded from flood stage. Good thing for good neighbors who drop off huge blow up pools.
My youngest is teething, my preschooler feeling his way through learning, my dog just being that-a dog. I'm trying to get caught back up, put my house back together, and make of a list of things to enjoy, as opposed to the never-ending list of things to get done. I can't remember where or when I saw that posted but it made since. Ever since our basement got flooded, we moved everything out into the garage, tore out all the walls in the basement to replace at a later date, my life has become more of a list of things to complete than any enjoyment. I sat wondering what it all meant, and then while watching the movie, "Eat, Pray, Love" for the third time in a month, I had an epiphany. I love having those; them arrive at the most opportune times. So, I sat and typed in my ColorNote on my Android as to what and how eat, pray, love could do for me. Yeah, another list, right? Yet, it was a list of what to enjoy, not so much what I needed to do to improve my quality of life.
One of those list bullets is to find 10 riveting books encompassing spirituality from the woman's perspective and read. I started that right away. "Kitchen Table Wisdom: Stories that Heal" by Rachel Naomi Remen, MD. Perfect way to get started. I've heard good reviews about this piece, and feeling drawn to it, decided that it would be the first I would read. My list isn't quite to the full ten picks yet but I feel that will come with time.
So, if you could chose ten books that whisper to your soul to read in the coming months, what would you choose? Ponder that thought, sketch it out on paper or whatever medium you prefer, and hunt them down. Read, take a few minutes out of your day. Enjoy, not just complete.
~Momma
"...I am an author and not a writer. Writers are people who are probably born to write. An author, on the other hand, seems to be born to do something else and then writes a book about it." -Rachel Naomi Remen, MD Kitchen Table Wisdom: Stories that Heal.
Lots happening here on the little homestead in progress. New roof being put on the house; my ship mate replaced the garage roof last year, so this year he's tackling the house. And he's on a week's vacation. I'm so accustomed to him being at work most of the day, it feels weird when he's here all day. Sometimes, I feel as if I should not keep up my regular pace of life, slow down and spend it with him but when he's busy with a project-such as the roof-and the kids need me, the housework needs to be done, etc...it leaves little time. The kids are higher than kites because they are also accustomed to Daddy not being here during the day, so bedtimes have been crazy, naps almost non-existent, and I'm ready for a day at the beach. Too bad I'm not feeling the safety the park association is stating for the lake now that its water levels have receded from flood stage. Good thing for good neighbors who drop off huge blow up pools.
My youngest is teething, my preschooler feeling his way through learning, my dog just being that-a dog. I'm trying to get caught back up, put my house back together, and make of a list of things to enjoy, as opposed to the never-ending list of things to get done. I can't remember where or when I saw that posted but it made since. Ever since our basement got flooded, we moved everything out into the garage, tore out all the walls in the basement to replace at a later date, my life has become more of a list of things to complete than any enjoyment. I sat wondering what it all meant, and then while watching the movie, "Eat, Pray, Love" for the third time in a month, I had an epiphany. I love having those; them arrive at the most opportune times. So, I sat and typed in my ColorNote on my Android as to what and how eat, pray, love could do for me. Yeah, another list, right? Yet, it was a list of what to enjoy, not so much what I needed to do to improve my quality of life.
One of those list bullets is to find 10 riveting books encompassing spirituality from the woman's perspective and read. I started that right away. "Kitchen Table Wisdom: Stories that Heal" by Rachel Naomi Remen, MD. Perfect way to get started. I've heard good reviews about this piece, and feeling drawn to it, decided that it would be the first I would read. My list isn't quite to the full ten picks yet but I feel that will come with time.
So, if you could chose ten books that whisper to your soul to read in the coming months, what would you choose? Ponder that thought, sketch it out on paper or whatever medium you prefer, and hunt them down. Read, take a few minutes out of your day. Enjoy, not just complete.
~Momma
"...I am an author and not a writer. Writers are people who are probably born to write. An author, on the other hand, seems to be born to do something else and then writes a book about it." -Rachel Naomi Remen, MD Kitchen Table Wisdom: Stories that Heal.
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