It's Happening

I can feel it.

It's palpable.

It makes me uneasy and comfortable at the same time.

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I'm experiencing a good amount of grief these days: in my marriage, friendships, work place, spiritually, and in my parenting.  Today's ruminations are particularly focused on the futures of My Girls.  Actually, it's not just today, it's been weeks and months now.

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Why am I feeling uneasy?

It's odd to me of how keenly and consciously hyperaware I am of raising my children. 

When I'm with them, I wonder, "will they look back at this moment in 20-30 years and think, 'my mom was a GOOD woman'".  When I'm not with them, I wonder, "will My Girls look back at their lives and wish they had more time with me? Will they blame me for not finding a way to stay home with them more? Will they be better, stronger women because of my choices, or will they find failure in themselves and me?"

Why would it make me comfortable?

I'm comfortable with it because I am affirmed that this is LIFE. I'm ALIVE. I'm feeling feelings, doing important work, thinking about someone besides myself.  It's a process, this child-rearing thing.  It makes me uneasy because the challenges I face with them are ones that allow My Girls AND *me* a chance at personal growth. 

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I'm not unlike you, am I? Do you think about your legacy like this? Do dads do this, too?

Halloween Soon

Here's a costume idea for you.....

Labyrinth

Firstly, the word "labyrinth" is a favorite word of mine. It's an odd combination of letters, which is befitting for what it actually is. 

1. an intricate combination of paths or passages in which it is difficult to find one's way or to reach the exit. 


2. a maze of paths bordered by high hedges, as in a park or garden, for the amusement of those who search for a way out.

Secondly, I want to go to France to see the Chartres Cathedral.  My church has a labyrinth encircled by a columbarium, which is modeled after the Chartres labyrinth.  It's a serene meditative tool, one of my favorite places to exist, to be, so surrender myself, to feel love inflowing and outflowing.

Third and lastly, what exquisite, complicated, yet fluid and inviting pieces of art!

To see other elaborate, breathtaking and thought provoking labyrinths, click here.

Anyone I Know Having A Baby Soon?

Besides a book, this is going to be my default gift from now on:

~Whoosh!

Wouldjya?

Would you fly in a helicopter, small plane, glider in the Trou de Fer?  I would definitely fly in a plane or helicopter!

Look at the splendor of this picture! Undoubtedly, it's even more splendorifical in real-life person!

So breathtaking.....

From the Edge of Space

I don't care who you are or what you do, this feat in our lifetime is pretty freakin' amazing! Space is most definitely NOT super gay.

Congratulations to Felix Baumgartner and all those involved with this feat.

Imagine

Happy birthday, John.

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"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one...."

Favorite Words: Petrichor

Thanks to Mental Floss, I learned that special word for the pleasant smell that accompanies the first rain after a dry spell.


It's called PETRICHOR.

(PET-ri-kuhr)

It's a noun, of Greek origin.

I had no idea there was a name for that! Did you? No you didn't!

Coincidentally, the rain has just begun to fall at my house. The windows and doors are open.  Petrichor. :)