Monday starts a new school year for my 11th-grade son. I hope that we all can start fresh with new attitudes, new commitments to what is important, and can support each other in our endeavors. I cannot believe Dan will be in 11th grade. Just yesterday,it seems, he was in preschool, carrying home his cool art projects in his school tote bag. Now he carries 30 pounds worth of books on his broad shoulders and his art projects have turned into textbooks, heavy binders, and homework.
Today I got really lucky. I was headed down our street, on the way to pick up my oldest son from work. A huge, red SUV came barreling down a side street and ran a stop sign. I swerved, slammed on the brakes, ended up on the grass next to the sidewalk, and waited to hear the metal crunch and the glass shatter. We missed a collision by 1/8 of an inch. I feel blessed. As fast as he was going, I am sure I would have been badly injured, and I definitely would have lost the use of my car. We both got out of the car to check on each other. Neither one of us could believe we did not hit. I accepted his apology, shook his hand, and went on my way. Talk about having a guardian angel.
Time to figure out dinner, fill out umpteen forms for the opening day of school, and knit.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
The Older I Get...
The older I get:
-the less I care about what other people think about me.
-the less emphasis I put on physical beauty.
-the more I want to relax.
-the more I worry about salvation.
-the less time I have to deal with people who bug me.
-the less I value material things.
-the more quiet time I need.
-the more I realize the importance of love.
-the more I want to declutter and get rid of "stuff" that weighs me down.
-the more I wonder how different I would be if I were raised with more positives and fewer negatives.
-the more I realize how important it is to follow your dreams.
-the sadder I am that I ever raised my voice at my kids.
-the more I worry about how I will leave this world.
-the more I wonder if I will leave any kind of legacy, good or bad, and what that is...
-the more I wonder what, if any, difference I make in the lives of my friends.
-the less I care about what other people think about me.
-the less emphasis I put on physical beauty.
-the more I want to relax.
-the more I worry about salvation.
-the less time I have to deal with people who bug me.
-the less I value material things.
-the more quiet time I need.
-the more I realize the importance of love.
-the more I want to declutter and get rid of "stuff" that weighs me down.
-the more I wonder how different I would be if I were raised with more positives and fewer negatives.
-the more I realize how important it is to follow your dreams.
-the sadder I am that I ever raised my voice at my kids.
-the more I worry about how I will leave this world.
-the more I wonder if I will leave any kind of legacy, good or bad, and what that is...
-the more I wonder what, if any, difference I make in the lives of my friends.
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