Sweet Old Videos

I love running across videos I forgot about! This gem I am sure you will all enjoy.

In honor of this wonderful holiday season, I give you a Christmas pageant video from our family :) (never mind the fact that it's from 2007... I'm a little behind on my camcorder stuff.)

My daughter is the little blond in the middle and my son is 2 down from her in the red shirt. Enjoy!!!



au revoir, adieu, ciao, till next time...

My Ever Changing Path

Closed Path by Rabindranath Tagore

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.

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I know I haven't been the best blogger lately. I see I have even lost a few followers in my absence. Sorry!!! Life has some unexpected twists and turns in store for our family. All good things, I promise. It has been hard to blog when these changes have been all consuming in my mind and I can't discuss them on here just yet. I am a bad liar, and to come on here and be all "Hey everyone! We're all sunshine and roses, things are same old same old here" would be unfair to me and you. I hope you all understand. Sorry for the vague dialogue. Life is truly a crazy path with many unexpected things around each corner. Thanks for coming by and reading, it means the world to me. :)

au revoir, adieu, ciao, till next time...

The Wee Hours, Revisited

*This is an old post I wrote a long time ago (When Kate and my mom were my only readers.) I thought it was an appropriate topic for today. Enjoy :)

I am not a morning person by any means. I am one of those "any excuse to stay in bed just a little longer" kind of people. Even though having children has forced me to wake up earlier then I would choose many times. But I found myself unable to stay in bed after Joe got up at 5am for work today. No kids were awake, not even the dogs. Just silence and me. So, I decided to sit on the back porch with a good book.

I am constantly amazed at how beautiful the early morning is, why don't I make an effort to get up early more often? (The bed is just TOO comfy, and I am just TOO grumpy first thing when I get up.) The sky was a beautiful sleepy blue with the sun just peaking over the trees, and then I saw the moon. It was so bright for the morning. I know, I know, the moon is often up still when the sun rises, but this was different. It seemed much brighter, as if to say "NO! I am not ready to just lay down quietly, I wanna be seen!"

I feel like that some days as a wife and mother. "NO! I want to be noticed for who I am, look at me, I am trying to get your attention!!" We as women sometimes lose our own individual voice and just become "mom." Not that there is anything wrong with that wonderful title, it is just important for us to not lose sight of who we are in the process.

Currently I have no clue who I am. I feel like a pre-teen trying to figure out where I fit in the world. I struggle with what I will do once my kids don't need me as much as they do now. The things I was once so passionate about now I find little interest in. My world truly revolves around my children (as it should) but, there is this little part of me that says "you can do so much more."

For now I will be like the bright early morning moon. Make my presence known "look at me! look at me!" and try finding myself through words in my blog, and then lay down during the day and let the sun (my children) shine all day long.

au revoir, adieu, ciao, till next time...

Neighborhood Visit

*Ding Dong* The door bell rings

"BARK BARK BARK" The dogs go crazy (as always. darn door bells!)

"I'll get it, better not be a dumb salesman... Again." Hubby grunts as he gets up to answer

*quiet muffles are heard from the front door*

"Mama, There's a surprise at the front door!!" My munchkin shouts as he's running full speed to share his excitement with me.

*I get up from my computer to check out the perplexing scene at my front door*

"Welcome to the neighborhood!" A sweet elderly couple hands me a WARM, FRESH BAKED APPLE PIE!



On an unrelated note, the picture below is what we will be having for dinner. Oh yeah babe, Those yummy apples have made my entire house smell like I cook :)



I love our new neighborhood :)

au revoir, adieu, ciao, till next time...