Soft flutters

It’s been a long day. I’m seven days into the New Year and I am still sticking to that attempt at getting things checked off my to-do list. Do you know to-do lists are brutal? I find I write down the list without much thought to how overwhelming it can be to put into action. At first I thought each list should be done each day. Oy vey….call the padded wagon. Now I’m adjusting and am pleased when I can prioritize and get a good share done and carry it over to the next day. A friend of mine keeps reminding me that my expectations of myself can tend to be a bit unrealistic. That I should lighten up. I don’t know…he could just be sneaking in a fat joke.

I’m excited about the warm weather. I am looking forward to spring. I am a morning person through and through. And my favorite thing to do when the weather is nice is to sit out on my deck to watch the sun come up while sipping on my mug of coffee. It is the best time and surroundings for devotions and prayer. It puts the mind and soul in a healthy place.

We also entertain a great deal on that deck. My hubby is the master of the grill. We love to dine out on the tables surrounded by family and friends. When it gets dark we light the tiki lamps and just listen to music and gab until someone realizes how late it is and that the neighbors are probably cursing our names under their breaths because of our loud voices and laughter. Need to remember to invite more of the neighbors over to remedy that.

On quite nights the five of us sit out there with our faces turned to the sky looking for satellites while discussing philosophical or spiritual matters. It is amazing what kids come up with. Their minds get far deeper then most would give kids credit for. We learn so much from them. I like how they challenge our views and introduce new visionary possibilities. Was I ever that profound and intriguing?

Hey, Bob and I have our 6th wedding anniversary this Saturday. And they said it wouldn’t last. So much has happened in that time. He is so sweet and patient with me. I get the impression that he is patient because he feels this chrysalis will someday turn into a butterfly but it can’t be forced. I pray his patience with me pays off. I really do want to fly.