I’m running low. Low on money. Low on ideas. Low on energy.
I’m blue because I had to postpone my beach trip. I use the word “postpone” instead of ”cancel” because that makes me feel a little better. Maybe next summer it will work out. In the meantime, I am going to let the kids go to my mom’s house like I had planned, because I think I still need the break. I might take a blanket to the park on those days and find Me Time in the green grass instead of blue waves. It’s not quite what I had in mind, but I’m trying to see the bright side of things.
My lack of blogging lately… hm… I can honestly say I’ve been very busy. I’m working on my “anniversary post”, because if you’ll notice, APOG is a year old this month! Happy Birthday to moi! Plus I’ve been reading some great creative writing books, which I’ll expound on later. My brother moved this week, which was a rather big event. Patrick’s birthday was yesterday (Happy 29th!!) and Eli was sick all last week. Plus a thousand other little things that have required my attention—they’ve slowed me down a tad.
But… underneath it all, I guess I’ve been in a funk. When I lose sight of the good things, the blessings, the mercies… I slip far from where I should be. I am grateful for the realization though- glad to become painfully aware of my sins and weaknesses, because it makes me crave a cleaner soul. The desire to be happy and unburdened and protected renews itself in me, and I creep back home like the Prodigal Son. Broken and dirty and weak – all from my own efforts and by my own hand.
Some lessons we learn a thousand times in our lifetime, don’t we?
It's not the beach... but I have a wonderful little hidey hole that I live in... and you may have it for your week... I'll even visit with friends for that week... and let you have it all to yourself... there's a cement pond wherein live at least two dozen HUGE green frogs... and they sing in chorus every night with dozens of tree frogs... so loud you can even hear them inside with the doors and windows shut and the air conditioner on... and my fireman friend lives in a gated community with a secluded lake... and I know he would give you a visitor's pass so that you could sit in green grass and watch the water... and there is a wonderful little civil war park just a mile down the road... all of which is free... I'll even send you the gasoline money to get here...
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at June 10, 2004 05:24 PMAltho... if it's beach you really need... I know Uncle Clinton and Aunt Kim would love to have you... and you'd have semi-seclusion... their schedules are so varied and busy you might not even see each other... when I lived there, I usually left notes to let them know where I was going... in case of emergency... but often we just passed coming and going... we love each other... and there was no need to entertain... being was enough...
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at June 10, 2004 05:29 PMThis sadden me so much... I'm sorry!!!!
Posted by: c at June 18, 2004 09:02 AM