Yes, go ahead and laugh ! I have indeed succumbed to the pull of the blog world. I really enjoy reading blogs. Especially those that are wittily/ beautifully written and those that are helpful! I do not promise that mine will be any of the above. This blog is my attempt to keep a record. My family jokes that my memory is something to behold actually that it is full of holes. I have few memories of well... really anything. But memories do come to me occasionally as fragmented images, thoughts, and feelings. This blog is devoted to recording memories; freshly made, and recently discovered.
Who am I? I hate writing those short blurbs about myself. Perhaps because I am not quite sure what makes me tick. What I love ? That ones easy.. I love standing in the kitchen in the morning when the house is quiet. I love pulling a fresh load of laundry from the dryer and having time to fold it. I love the look on Carter's face when I first see him after school. I love it when Brian reaches for my hand to hold in the middle of the night. I love the sound of Andy's breathing, and his satisfied 'smack' after nursing, and his nuzzling. I love smiles and my home full of laughter. I love hearing the girls play together when they don't know I am listening. I love the feel of little hands in mine. I love Carter's crooked pinkis and his freckle sprinkling. I love Afton's enthusiasm for life, her sharkie smile, and watching her twirl. I love Lena's nurturing nature, her cute lisp, and her need to take care of everybody. I love bedtime when everybody goes to bed happy. I love untangling kids from wads of blankets and snuggling them up tight. I love when someone calls just to say hi and listen to me breathe. I love the crisp smell of fall, crunchy leaves, pumpkins, and hot apple cider. I love laying in bed listening to the rain. I love snuggling up with all the kids to read a favorite book. I love being in white with Brian. I love getting sucked into a favorite book.I love new crayons. I love listening to my mom read stories. I love the feel and sight familiar hands. I love doing dishes to phantom of the opera. I love working hard beside my dad. I love bear hugs from my brothers. I love daffodils and spring sunshine. I love standing in Joanns staring at the color coordinated fabric. I love cooking Thanksgiving dinner in the kitchen with my mom and sisters. I love being thanked for silly simple things. I love finishing big things! I love singing at the piano. I love snail mail. I love reminiscing. I love snuggling on the couch with Brian watching a movie. I love slobbery kisses and super hugs and snuggles. I love life! I love loving life. I love that life is good .. no great ! Maybe one day I will write one of those blurbs... but this will do for today.
