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Saturday, March 8, 2014

Sometimes

Sometimes in life you just need to sit back and look at the little parts of your picture...you know, the ones that keep the big part of your picture sparkling clean. Here, in this very blog, these are some of the ones I've come up with in the past couple of days. Some of these are things that keep me sane and happy and healthy when the big picture of life starts getting a little spotted and unfocused, some are just daily observations and some are unrealized necessities.

Sometimes you need a big ol' belly rub, a sit on the floor with a white fluffy dog kind of belly rub.
But sometimes just a good scratch behind the ears is enough to get you through.
Sometimes you need to sit alone and reflect on the good and the bad.
Sometimes you need to party like it's 1999.
Sometimes you need a nice cup of tea.
But sometimes only a glass of wine (or two or three) will do.
Sometimes the chatter of your children is music to your ears.
Sometimes their chatter is like fingernails on a chalkboard and all you want them to do is be quiet.
Sometimes life moves too quickly.
But sometimes the day-to-day drudgery drags on and on and on.
Sometimes you want a pause button to appreciate the scene of life playing out before you right here and right now.
Sometimes you need a brisk walk with a faithful companion. The four legged or two legged varieties work equally as well.
Sometimes it's ok to cry your eyes out and let your heart break a little.
Sometimes you want a knight in shining armor.
Sometimes you need a swift kick in the pants to realize you can be your own knight in shining armor.
Sometimes you need to retreat quietly and lick your wounds.
Sometimes you need to stand toe to toe with someone and defend what your heart needs.
Sometimes you need an unrequested, wrap you up, kind of hug.
Sometimes it feels really good to be the little spoon.
But sometimes you need to step up and be the big spoon.
Sometimes even a mom needs to be mothered a little.

Oh, for the love of my children...

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