It was very pleasant to feel that as I began to think more and more about the things I wanted in my life I was getting excited. And I really felt like good things can and will and are happening to me. At times in the far away past and then in the recent past it was a struggle to even imagine being happy. Now I'm so giddy about all the goodness that I'm talking about it to myself on my drive home from work each evening. Why I even could have felt badly back then seems like a mystery to me now.
So, we and the kiddos put together their collages after dinner tonight and then displayed them by each of their beds. This was such a wonderful thing to do with them. Once they were tucked in with lights out (except the Christmas lights which just might become a semi permanent fixture) I hurried downstairs so I could do my own.
I had so much fun it was like being a kid again! I was so into it, and my brain was gaga with visions of vacations to Sedona and happiness and love and excitement in the most wonderful marriage and updates to the house and being a yoga queen and baths in huge whirlpool tubs and letting go of all the junk inside and soaking up sun with solar panels and more and more and more (and even an Ivy colored 1970 Hemi Cuda).
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