The moments pass me. Not sure how I feel about missing tidbits just yet but I do know that now … since I’m out of our forever home working full-time, I find it harder to capture the moments.
The moments I use to thrive on to make it through the day.
The secrets I would hear them sharing amongst a homemade teepee. The same little people who drive me to the crazy of my day, I miss. I miss their smiles. I miss their bickering of the silliest of thing. the curl of peanuts neck when she’s pouting. The rosiness in chunks cheeks when he’s playing ball. These little people are the derivative of love. Love that I need from my cowboy like a drug. A 25 year old drug that I never want to go to counseling for.
They are us in a new way. More spunkier, more direct. more defiant, more blunt and you know what? I hate it so much I love it. They are us ….but new and improved. So smart, charismatic and savvy. I adore these little humans. Yes, they drive me up the wall but that’s only because they are so far beyond anything that I can achieve and I’m trying to catch up
What I’m doing about that is this….a challenge…for myself, no one but little ole me.
I no longer have “paying” clients BUT what I do have is time to capture what I want and how I want. remember that? i truly couldn’t so I’m stepping into uncharted territory. Or should I say territory that I haven’t stepped into for a very long while. I’m excited. I’m scared. I’m not sure where it will take me but i’m looking forward to connectections it will bring me, the growth and experiences….