I sort of love breaking rules

I create rules…because I love a good plan…and then I break the rules when they no longer serve me well.

Today was a lovely day. There were many great moments. Yet, it wasn’t exploding with grateful photos. I am a bit behind on the photographic evidence of all that I am grateful for. I am stuck between reveling in the moment and documenting moments. What I enjoy that seems to be happening is I am grateful for a different kind of noticing that is happening. I am noticing when a picture isn’t enough. I LOVE it when I hear a song that I really like from someone I’ve never heard before. That happened recently with George Ezra and Budapest. No picture will match that moment. Eryka Badu singing harmony with her children? Are you kidding me? How can a picture capture the glory in that??? Wow! Choosing a baby gift and reveling in all the joy that is on the way…I love that too. Kissing my boys as they tell me about their day and inhale a snack I just fixed…LOVE LOVE LOVE.

Making lunch dates instead of thinking about it…driving to hug a friend while they are in town just because I can.

Googling how to program my thermostat and then programming it!!! Closet organization (sort of)…flannel sheets!!

Beautiful ordinary connections.

About attraversiamodarmaz

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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