After dropping my gorgeous husband at the beach for surf coaching, I went to my spend the day at my parents house. It is like I can't spend time alone for such a long period of time. Ok so I'm not really alone, I have Alexander racing around the house and Beatrice who is starting to need mommy to play with her. I just don't like being where I live without my hub for any period of time. Anyway, had a lovely day at my parents, found a possible venue for the business mom and I want to start, ate the most gorgeous chicken dish my mom concocted. And i had plans to write more but after putting Alexander to bed, gorgeous hub is waiting to watch Fringe. So cioa... Wait, it seems that Alexander is need of a nappy change and seeing as dad is being awesome I get to write more. Nope its done, so i guess, i'm also.
"It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are." — E.E. Cummings "Unbeing dead isn't being alive." — E.E. Cummings "We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit." — E.E. Cummings I had not intended to start with anything like the above quotes, but aren't they amazing? What I had wanted was to find a poem about winter. In the spider-webbed, cardboard-boxed-up mind of mine I remember something and I decided it was e.e.cummings but even though the internet is oh wow! I can't find it. Or maybe it's the dust. My husband needs all of the credit for this post. We discuss our life continuously. We look at the good and the bad, what we are doing right and what is going horribly wrong. A
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