Thank God For My Family!!

It's Friday night and it's been a hell of a week. I don't know if I've ever, in my life, had a week that was more of an emotional roller coaster. I'm exhausted, but really there isn't time to be exhausted or to feel down for too long. Coming home from work, I am quickly reminded that at 5 and 6 my kids don't even think about what kind of a day or week I've had. They are just happy I'm home. The noise hurts my head, but the energy, smiles and excitement at my return lifts my heart and soul. Before I know it, my headache is gone and I forget, momentarily, the things weighing heavily on my mind and heart are nonexistant. What a blessing my family is!

Seriously??? 45!!!!

So today is my 45th birthday and I'm wondering how did that happen???? It sounds so much older than my brain feels. My body on the other hand feels about 55. I had a physical yesterday and the nurse practitioner used words like "osteoporosis" and "menopause" and I turned around to see to whom she was talking. Those aren't issues for me, they are barely issues for my mother. Is it because my kids are little and not ready to graduate high school that I feel like I'm not really in my mid 40's? While lots of my friends were having babies and raising toddlers, I was going to law school, traveling to the Caribbean and Europe. Now their kids are heading to college and I'm planning tea parties for 5 year old girls. And I feel like I'm the same age as the other moms, the ones in their 30's. But I'm not and my body tells me that every day. Yet, I when I stop to ponder the miracle that my life has been, I think I need to quit bitching about the aches and pains and be thankful I am here today to enjoy the blessings of my life. But, in those thankful moments, I still wonder; seriously? 45? How DID that happen???

Will Spring EVER come??

It's snowing again tonight. Technically it's only been winter since December 21. A mere 3 weeks. It feels like a lifetime. We've had over 6 feet of snow in that 3 weeks and there are more than 2 full months until the calendar says "Spring".

People are tired, and cranky and even one guy shot a gun at a someone plowing the other day. Kind of reminds me of Ice Storm '96. Patience was hard to find. So I'm wondering if we have become a soft society. Longing for things to be easy. Sure the roads are reduced to half, drive times have doubled, there are no sidewalks, no parking and getting stuck is more common than not. But, we have heat, we have our cars, we can zip to the grocery store. I'm having a hard time imagining what this type of winter would have been like 100 years ago. When the toilet was outside, a home was 2 rooms if you were lucky and heated by one stove. It didn't matter how deep the snow, or cold the temperature, the animals had to be fed and you hung on to a rope that led to the barn for fear of being lost in the blizzard raging outside. People were hearty back then. People also died a lot younger than they do now. But still, when I think about how much worse it could be I try to limit the grousing and be thankful I was born in 1964 not 1864.