This past week was the anniversary of my Mom’s passing. It has been twelve years. I miss her.
I had a work trip in Tallahassee, and it went very well. I so wanted to call her and tell her everything that happened. Instead I rambled to Carmen and David, and they listened, laughed, and responded like I hope they would. Mom would have done the same thing, but…
I miss her stroking my hair. I would travel home for a visit, plop in front of her and her lazy-boy chair, and she would just begin stroking my hair. It was relaxing, calming, and re-assuring. Something so simple could mean so much.
I also miss her with my children. I love this picture of them. Her chocolate cake, and snuggles, spoils —like every grandmother should.
This past weekend I got to spend with my girlfriends Beth and Julie. This was our fourth year getting together over the first weekend of December.
Last year, December 2016.
Lot of changes, love these women and the unconditional love they give. Love our time together as well.
Baby girl came home last night. So excited to have her home for the holiday. Missing this little one, but grateful I have the friend in the woman she has become.
Hoping to get some things decorated for Christmas while she is here. Not sure if we will get anything else accomplished -hopeful for some homework? Nah…but just being able to spend some time with her will be wonderful.
“Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely.” – Auguste Rodin
I have never been busier, much to my dismay–ha. I love that I have an opportunity to work with preschoolers and children. Loving on them is easy. Time management is harder. I have to be organized with daily activities, and events. Big events seem to come easier than the day to day tasks. I seem to lose the little things lately. Too many interruptions to maintain concentration and completion of the tasks.
Time. Hurdles. Joy.
It seems that finding joy brings many hurdles. I am trying to discern the hurdles, and joy always surprises me.
Find some joy today.