Monday, August 31, 2009

Not sure where this is headed…

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.  Yep.  The first day.  Of what?  Well, hopefully of my ability to be a more productive human being.  But probably just the first day that I recognize that something needs to change.  That I have been lazy and allowing life to just rush on past me without enjoying and being in every day of it. 

I won’t sit here and say that I am back, because I’ve done that before and guess what?  I LIED!  What I will say is that as I was going through some things the other day, I came across something that meant something to me.  A piece of writing.  Something that I did on assignment at a writing class that reminded me that not only was I pretty good at this writing thing but that I love what I write.  Not always, but usually.  I love what I write.  I love to write.  And I need to write…that is the more important thing.  I have things that need to get right on out of me to make myself work better.

And thus, the tie in to the first paragraph! 

In order for me to live each day instead of living through each day, I need to write about it, remember it, define it as it’s own little place in history.  For that is my purpose, my calling.  Or at least I feel as if it could be. 


It’s 9 am and time once again to take some medicine to fight the nasty head cold I have contracted over the weekend. 

The kids are well into their first day of a new school year, Teensy in second grade and Bubba in third.  Where has the time gone?  How did those little babies grow and flourish into small adults without my noticing?  How did they become such responsible little people who could dress and feed themselves before getting a ride off to school?  I barely remember the vibrating bouncer in front of “Clifford, the Big Red Dog” on the TV screen.  Or the big brown eyed baby that smiled with her entire face.  I barely remember my babies.  Because now I have small people.  Real people.  Children with attitudes and personalities larger than the one I possess.  Larger than life little beings that will leave their marks upon this world.  And for that, I wish.  That is my hope.  Leave your make, dear ones.  Leave your mark. 

The laundry has dinged, the bed is unmade, the dishes are screaming for attention.  Things to be done, no time to dally.  I must part ways now.  For if I sit here too much longer, FaceBook will have surely captured my fancy yet again and I will find 11 o’clock having come way too quick for comfort.  Flies to kill and cookies to make (hopefully not all together!), the to-do list grows by leaps and bounds every second I remain in this position.  So on my feet I am headed and you on your way.  Tomorrow we may meet again…but surely I cannot say.  For I do not know the future.  Unfortunately.  :)

Enjoy your day, dear readers of mine.  I will try to do the same. 

Monday, August 10, 2009

Recording a life…

I started this blog as a way to record my life.  So that I may, later on, have something to look back upon to remember the events and happenings of my life.  I have failed at keeping up with that purpose lately.  I have excuses.  Numerous excuses for why I haven’t blogged at all but every excuse lost it’s weight completely as I stood in my little sister’s dining room looking over her shoulder at the computer screen.  She clicked onto my blog and said, “I always look…and nothing ever changes.”  I felt instantly bad.  Here she is, sitting in Italy with her three children and a husband who is about to be deployed on his goodness-only-knows-how-many tour of the Middle East and I have been lax at the best way to communicate with her, at least, the best way to let her in on the everyday lives of us over here on the other side of the world.  So I will put all my reasons aside and get back to the purpose of this blog while adding a new twist. 

Sissy Pissy…I’ll try to keep up on the every day around here so that you have something to occupy those two minutes of downtime you get every once in a while and to help keep you sane.  After all, I got you into blogging, I might as well set a good example.  :)

So, back to the point of this blog.  I want to record my life.  The big and the little.  The good and the not so good.  I want to write it all down to help me remember.  That is also why I scrapbook.  To leave a legacy.  To remember my life and let others know about the life that I have lived.  And right now my office is non-existent, my scrapbook supplies are goodness knows where and it will take weeks to get my pictures back from the printers, so I was thinking that I could get it all written down here.  The whole trip that we just took to Germany, in one place, with pictures and narrative so that I don’t forget a thing when I go to put it all in the scrapbook.

And so that my sister can hear about the trip that took me to seven countries in 14 days!  So stay tuned for the rundown.  :)