Ramblings of a crazy woman

sunset looking toward the Oquirrhs 2008

For the past couple of mornings I have been alone on my morning workouts.  Usually, I wait for my workout buddy, but she hasn't been able to make it the past two mornings.  While I wait I usually get a few minutes to sit on our little porch, alone, and ponder in the sometime, cool morning air. 

I see the stars and sometimes the moon.  I listen to the morning chatter of the birds and I just know they are chatting about me and possible saying.. "It's about time you got up and out here, sleepy head."  The streetlight in front of my house shines bright, casting shadows one can easily hide in. I watch the early morning rituals of neighbors leaving, turning on their lights, setting up hoses for lawn watering,  no one notices me, I am still, masked in the glittery blanket of the stars. 

As I watch the lives that pass by me, I pray for their safe return home to their families.  I talk with God hoping he hears me.  I pray that the peace I feel at that very moment abides with me through out the day.  I pray that I have the patience needed for a mother to a child with more energy than should be allowed.  I pray for the well-being of my husband, who works so hard and has very little time.  I pray that the seizures stay away for yet another day.  I pray that I will always be grateful for what I have and if I can, share it. 

As I am continuing to "grow up" I am learning that little things do add up, but for the most part, little things are just that, "little things".  Everything is learned a little bit at a time.  Yes, you have your anomalies, but for the rest of us, a little bit at a time.  I think that is how is suppose to be. 

I am learning that I need yoga.  I haven't gone to a class since my embarrassingly loud release of not only stress but another pressure {he he} that ruined the peaceful moment for me and my fellow yogies.  I couldn't regain my peaceful state from that point on.  I have to try it again when I am not so filled with {hot air}.

I am learning that education is sooooooo important and more importantly I am learning that I can do it.  I have always been scared of being dumb and I can now say for sure that I have some out landish thoughts, but dumb I am not. 

I believe kids make you crazy to some degree.  The younger they are the crazier you seem.  As they get older AND hopefully milder, you might regain some sanity, but that is no guarantee.  I think you just get a different kind of nuts.

These are just my ramblings.....feel free to ramble along.