Today I sprung out of bed. Not the "oh I am so excited to start my day" spring more of the "oh sh it what time is it?!!" This is never a good way to start the day.
I could hear the Beatles song looping in my head:
Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late
I sped to work on a conference call, disassembled crib clanging in the back. Only to chug into the parking lot on gas fumes. Keep in my our kids are with my parents, my husband's parents have our Labrador. So life my all measures should be easy.
Life, while four letters does not equal easy. I've come to realize that it is not where that I need to answer but how. How do I want to live my life? How do we as a family want to live our life. There will always be the basic needs: food, water, shelter and money is a part of delivering these. But How do I want to live my life is a huge question. I am hopeful that the answer can be somewhat simple. I want to live a creative life, one that has room for exploration.
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