My most powerful teacher is starting a most challenging course of study.
He has decided that I have been resting comfortably long enough…it is time once again to watch and learn and grow with him.
I don’t want to. Isn’t that horrible?
I will…I do…I just don’t feel the energy for this big learning curve he has thrown my way.
There are so many variables when things begin to crumble…when his days become too much for him to take.
The mountain in front of me makes me weary to look at…hurts my neck gazing way up to the top…
Time to look at my feet, dig in my heels, and climb this bitch one step at a time.
Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) *
hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!*
I do forget to recycle*
LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)*
Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction*
Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties*
True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)*
did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me*
can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings*
I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year*
can't help my right brain optimism*
been a foster mom*
am a very grateful mom of adopted children*
worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier*
this is me...pretty much
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