The Jerk

It's a long drop from the top of the world. Enjoy the view while you can.  It's pretty dark down here.  

The good news is that all I need is this remote. And this lamp. And this pillow too. This remote, lamp and pillow, and that's all I need.  

How do bad things happen so quickly?  How does hope fly so far out of reach? How does life just change on a dime? Without reason or notice? Without logic or consideration?

Perhaps one day I'll find my special purpose.

Until then, I guess, there's nowhere to go but up. 

The Motherhood

I had chest pains for about two hours yesterday after I received this message from my 18 year old daughter, after my phone had been silenced, at my eye doctor appointment...

I called my child repeatedly and received no answer.  For an entire hour.  No answer. Okay, realistically it was only an entire ten minutes, but it was a really long ten minutes.  And I got chest pains.

I was sure my baby had been in an accident, after she was stabbed by a mugger, and was lying in a ditch, alone.  Except for the pack of hungry coyotes. And I got chest pains.

The phone finally rang.  It was her!  She was alive! And not crushed or stabbed or dog food alone in a ditch!  And then The Princess spoke...

"I'm at work and my nose is really stuffy!  Will you please bring me allergy medicine?"

And I got chest pains.

I took her some medicine, and I really shouldn't have been surprised. The last time she wasn't feeling well I came back from the bathroom to find this...

I know I have spoiled my children, and it has been my pleasure. I am, however, working hard to teach my 7 year old that this is not the way to get attention, and she has learned well.

She wanted to sleep in my room.  Well played, Maya.  Well played. Of course, the Queen said "Yes."  

The most important thing in my life is to make sure my kids are happy, healthy and laugh at least once a day.  I thought I was doing a good job until I got this text from Middle Child. I think humor is the key to all happiness.

  

But you're not funny, Samantha. 

It's all worth it though...

Motherhood...  it's like an enema.  A cathartic and refreshing gift, that keeps on giving.