The time is now
I'm thankful that things seem to be settled in one area. Thank you, God.
Vague? Yes.
Some things stay between The Big Guy and me, believe it or not. Being a blogger, you realize in the middle of typing a sentence, that hey, maybe I shouldn't say that! Then again, as I've said before, I'm done hiding who I am. What you see here from me is me.
Oh, the liberating age of 40 – even though I'm several years past that age now. I think I keep getting stronger and less stressed about "things." That's something to be thankful for.
I think about my daughter who is living on her own in Florida. She didn't take the summer off to come home. She is working at The Palm Beach Rec Center at their day camp. It's a full time job and I'm proud of her for working her butt off.
I have received numerous phone calls from her on how to prepare chicken. Aw, Belle – it makes me think I should have spent more time in the kitchen with you. Last night, though, I received a photo message with a picture of a lovely fried chicken breast with garlic and a side of noodles. They learn, whether you doubt them or not.
Summer also means soccer. Last night, we trekked to Wooster to watch Selena play in a league game with her team. It was fantastic sitting beside the pitch again, with the wind cooling us off. The girls were in summer form, but it was great to see them running the length of the field again.
New things are shaping up on my horizon. George and I have been putting our heads together and are finally coming up with what we know we are to do. It's simple things - things that have been rolling around in our heads for years. Time keeps moving, so now is the time.
This morning as the sun pokes its head gently up over the horizon, I'm thankful. I feel steady. I feel strong. I feel like I'm finally at a place where I can begin to accomplish what I'm meant to be. Together, we're even stronger. I don't want to let the minutes and hours wash over me forever wishing I had done something differently.
I'm thankful – and the time is now.