Here we are. Wrapping a business week up, looking Mother's Day straight in the eye and generally pushing on through.
When I look back at the week I'm amazed. At what was on the To Do list, what remains, and what will simply have to wait for me to return from NYC to deal with. There's no end of crushingly pressing (redundant I know but I like it anyway, today I like that phrase) projects to initiate/execute upon/complete. And in spite of my handing them off for care and feeding in my absence, they still seem to be here when I get back.
See, and I think it's ok to admit this, I'm already there. In the Big Apple. With my soon to be high school graduate and Hubby, awaiting Son's big graduation ceremonies.
I'm already feeling the energy of the other families, feeling the pride that accompanies being truly, honestly, completely blessed, and knowing that somewhere, somehow, something terribly important or a series of terribly important, or more likely an endless stream of seemingly insignificant but as a whole very important universal events went exactly right.
And I'm loving the feeling.
When I look back at the week I'm amazed. At what was on the To Do list, what remains, and what will simply have to wait for me to return from NYC to deal with. There's no end of crushingly pressing (redundant I know but I like it anyway, today I like that phrase) projects to initiate/execute upon/complete. And in spite of my handing them off for care and feeding in my absence, they still seem to be here when I get back.
See, and I think it's ok to admit this, I'm already there. In the Big Apple. With my soon to be high school graduate and Hubby, awaiting Son's big graduation ceremonies.
I'm already feeling the energy of the other families, feeling the pride that accompanies being truly, honestly, completely blessed, and knowing that somewhere, somehow, something terribly important or a series of terribly important, or more likely an endless stream of seemingly insignificant but as a whole very important universal events went exactly right.
And I'm loving the feeling.
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