Thursday, May 23, 2013

Focus isn't always a choice...



Rose quartz, moss rock, caramel apple, being a Mom, leisurely pace, no requirements

Pedicure before dinner and a movie, grand pups, sweet young woman whom I love

Mom, little sister, long drive, rain, Dove chocolate, decisions being made, or almost

Doing nothing productive because I can, Bones, No Bake Cookies

Sister in Law=BFF, lunch on the patio, pictures of France, time to catch up, Guinness and Car Bombs, Son in Law and his sister and best friend, baseball game, sunsets, hubby is home

Star Trek, birthday movie, Mexican food and sharing salsa, time with twin, family visitors, dinner out

3 walks this week, little back pain, nerve pain is resolving, ankle is better, joints looser: warmth or movement or sleep or med related...hmm

Perfect biscuit, pumpkin colored thread, clean laundry, travel arrangements made, edamame caviar and watermelon, new grilling recipe, Riesling/Chardonnay, Rummicube, hug in the evening breeze, sweet old lady sleeping through the night, early morning text-son is coming home


Birthday without a cake, even though cake isn't a favorite, because no one to celebrate with. Mother's Day without the kids isn't really Mother's Day.

Hubs gone for the week, doing something he doesn't want to do. It's OK when I travel, but not so much when he travels without me.

Broken toenail the day after a new pedicure

Hard decisions about and for Mom. fading inch by inch. Chest pain, unhappy, lonely, bored. No air. Natural but so hard

Missing, missing, missing. Daughter, Son, Husband, Mom, friendship, celebrations, carefree, innocence, little kids, trust, God

Can't call out my kids teacher anymore, sure wish I could. 

Tired and sad and lonely and bored and confused and unable to help

Sleeping and not sleeping, eating for the sake of eating, headache and tight shoulders

Tears every day, over nothing, over everything

Crying myself a headache...and a sore throat...and hoping the neighbors don't hear...and grand pup worried

So much to be thankful for. So much that hurts my heart.

The good and the bad, the focus is supposed to be a choice. It isn't always...

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