Prompt: What is your happiness today?
I have so many things to be happy about: a great husband, great kids, great friends, great job, etc...
But I don't feel very happy right now. Not sure exactly what my "happiness" is exactly right now...I am thankful and grateful and feel very blessed, but I am not sure happiness is a description of how I feel about anything right now...I guess maybe my "happiness" today is that I can admit that and am working towards happiness again...
Sorry to be such a downer. But it is how I feel.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Where Were You... (DSP Prompt 09/11)
Has it been 5 years already? Funny how this event, like most tragic events, seems still so close, and yet I can't really remember what life was like before it...
I was a stay at home mom 5 years ago, and I kept a 5 month old baby girl in addition to my 9 month old son. I had just gotten my son down for a nap, and I was trying to get Emma down, too, when the phone rang. It was my mother. Now, you have to know that my mother calls like 5 times a day, and she tends to dramatize things, so when she said, "Are you watching the Today Show? A plane just flew into the World Trade Center. They think it is terrorists," I blew her off. I told her, "Mother, I need to get Emma down--I am sure it is an accident." And I got off the phone with her and put Emma down...
After she was asleep, I turned on the TV just in time to see the second plane hit. And I knew my mother was right. I have never been so shocked in my life. I sat in the floor and cried. Then I called my husband at work and told him to come home.
I felt so scared; scared because for a couple of hours there, it seemed like there were planes everywhere trying to run into everything: The towers, then the pentagon, then a plane in a field. I am not sure how to explain those first few hours--they were so surreal...there were still babies to care for and food to eat and normal stuff going on in my house, when I just wanted to sit and cry...
So, for days and days I watched TV. I think it was like a week before normal TV even came back. I barely slept--no one I know did. It became almost like an act of respect. The families who were searching for their loved ones did not sleep. It seemed disrespectful to turn off the TV, somehow. I remember watching reporters cry in the middle of broadcasts. They were just overwhelmed...weren't we all?
I did not lose anyone personally, but I know a few friends of friends that lost family members. Less than 3000 died, & yet I still have met people who lost someone. It really is a small world...
You know, on one of those planes there was a mother and her 2 year old. And she had to know they were going to die. How do you hold your child and know you are both going to die? What do you say? Do you sing in her ear that Jesus loves her? Do you cry, or do you try to hold it together so that your little girl is not afraid? The absolute terror of it still horrifies me. I cannot imagine it, & it is the one thought that haunts me...
I was a stay at home mom 5 years ago, and I kept a 5 month old baby girl in addition to my 9 month old son. I had just gotten my son down for a nap, and I was trying to get Emma down, too, when the phone rang. It was my mother. Now, you have to know that my mother calls like 5 times a day, and she tends to dramatize things, so when she said, "Are you watching the Today Show? A plane just flew into the World Trade Center. They think it is terrorists," I blew her off. I told her, "Mother, I need to get Emma down--I am sure it is an accident." And I got off the phone with her and put Emma down...
After she was asleep, I turned on the TV just in time to see the second plane hit. And I knew my mother was right. I have never been so shocked in my life. I sat in the floor and cried. Then I called my husband at work and told him to come home.
I felt so scared; scared because for a couple of hours there, it seemed like there were planes everywhere trying to run into everything: The towers, then the pentagon, then a plane in a field. I am not sure how to explain those first few hours--they were so surreal...there were still babies to care for and food to eat and normal stuff going on in my house, when I just wanted to sit and cry...
So, for days and days I watched TV. I think it was like a week before normal TV even came back. I barely slept--no one I know did. It became almost like an act of respect. The families who were searching for their loved ones did not sleep. It seemed disrespectful to turn off the TV, somehow. I remember watching reporters cry in the middle of broadcasts. They were just overwhelmed...weren't we all?
I did not lose anyone personally, but I know a few friends of friends that lost family members. Less than 3000 died, & yet I still have met people who lost someone. It really is a small world...
You know, on one of those planes there was a mother and her 2 year old. And she had to know they were going to die. How do you hold your child and know you are both going to die? What do you say? Do you sing in her ear that Jesus loves her? Do you cry, or do you try to hold it together so that your little girl is not afraid? The absolute terror of it still horrifies me. I cannot imagine it, & it is the one thought that haunts me...
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Fortune Cookie Imaginings (DSP Prompt 9/7)
Prompt: You can write your own fortune or tell a story of one that came true or didn't. What comes to you? What are your fortune cookie memories and imaginings?
I am honestly stumped by this one--the problem is this: I am too practical. If my life was any different, it would all be different, & I wouldn't wish anything any differently, I don't think...does that make sense?
Hmmm...maybe I will come back to this one!
I am honestly stumped by this one--the problem is this: I am too practical. If my life was any different, it would all be different, & I wouldn't wish anything any differently, I don't think...does that make sense?
Hmmm...maybe I will come back to this one!
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Eating Out (DSP Prompt 9/6)
Prompt:
Where do you like to go to eat out? What do you order?
Any stories of a special night out?
My favorite restaurant is actually a mexican restaurant here in town. It is not the best food I have ever had by any stretch, but that place has so many memories! :) Going there tonight, in fact, for a girlfriend's birthday.
My special memory is my 30th birthday. I even did a layout about it using Stacey Jewell Stahl's "One Fine Day" page kit (recolored) and wordart by Tina Chambers:
My girlfriends ended up in cahoots with my husband to throw me a surprise party for my thirtieth. They took me out to dinner so that he could get the house ready. AND I drank waaayyyy too much margarita & even shot some tequila. But what I really remember about that night was laughing. We sat in that restaurant and were, I am sure, totally obnoxious! IT WAS THE MOST FUN I HAVE EVER HAD EATING OUT!!!!
Where do you like to go to eat out? What do you order?
Any stories of a special night out?
My favorite restaurant is actually a mexican restaurant here in town. It is not the best food I have ever had by any stretch, but that place has so many memories! :) Going there tonight, in fact, for a girlfriend's birthday.
My special memory is my 30th birthday. I even did a layout about it using Stacey Jewell Stahl's "One Fine Day" page kit (recolored) and wordart by Tina Chambers:
My girlfriends ended up in cahoots with my husband to throw me a surprise party for my thirtieth. They took me out to dinner so that he could get the house ready. AND I drank waaayyyy too much margarita & even shot some tequila. But what I really remember about that night was laughing. We sat in that restaurant and were, I am sure, totally obnoxious! IT WAS THE MOST FUN I HAVE EVER HAD EATING OUT!!!!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
My Children Today (DSP Prompt 9/5)
Prompt: "Don't miss out on who you are today by focusing on what you want to become tomorrow."
OR you can adjust it to be about a child/grandchild. Consider what you love about your child RIGHT NOW. What are his/her unique blessings and talents TODAY? How has being in this particular child's life changed YOUR life?
I could write a book about myself on this prompt, but instead I think I will focus on my children.
My DS: I love right now that he is still young enough to want to kiss and cuddle with me sometimes! I know the day is coming when this will not be the case...he turns 6 next month. I love listening to him sing in the car or anywhere else. He has a beautiful little voice, and it is such a surprise from such an "all boy" little boy! I love his passion for anything that roars or has sharp teeth or runs fast or has venom--he is obsessed with Animal Planet! :)
He changed my life because he was my firstborn, and he was not an easy baby or toddler. He is strong-willed and intelligent and sometimes he makes me crazy. But I never, ever imagined I could love another human being like I love him...From the moment he was born, I felt this crazy sense of healing. I still mourned my father, even though it had been a few years, and I felt in so many ways like a little girl still. When I looked into his eyes for the first time, though, I felt like it was all okay. His very life helped me to make sense of a lot of pain...He is a blessing!
My DD: What is not to love about an almost 2 year old? I love how she loves to sing but how it is slightly off key. And I love that she sings, "For the Bible tells me soooooaaaapppp." She has the sweetest smile; it lights up her face, and it is made even more special by the fact that she doesn't give her smiles away easily. I even love that I still get to change her diapers. We talk and sing and talk about the characters on the diaper, etc. It is so cute when she says, "Eh-mo!!!" (Elmo)
She changed my life because, first of all, I had desperately wanted a baby, and it took me almost 2 years to conceive her. She was a child I had dreamed about and wanted and cried over...And she was a GIRL! Even if I never had another, my son had a sibling and I had a boy & a girl. Simple, I know, but important to me. She is also strong-willed and intelligent and makes me crazy, too!!
OR you can adjust it to be about a child/grandchild. Consider what you love about your child RIGHT NOW. What are his/her unique blessings and talents TODAY? How has being in this particular child's life changed YOUR life?
I could write a book about myself on this prompt, but instead I think I will focus on my children.
My DS: I love right now that he is still young enough to want to kiss and cuddle with me sometimes! I know the day is coming when this will not be the case...he turns 6 next month. I love listening to him sing in the car or anywhere else. He has a beautiful little voice, and it is such a surprise from such an "all boy" little boy! I love his passion for anything that roars or has sharp teeth or runs fast or has venom--he is obsessed with Animal Planet! :)
He changed my life because he was my firstborn, and he was not an easy baby or toddler. He is strong-willed and intelligent and sometimes he makes me crazy. But I never, ever imagined I could love another human being like I love him...From the moment he was born, I felt this crazy sense of healing. I still mourned my father, even though it had been a few years, and I felt in so many ways like a little girl still. When I looked into his eyes for the first time, though, I felt like it was all okay. His very life helped me to make sense of a lot of pain...He is a blessing!
My DD: What is not to love about an almost 2 year old? I love how she loves to sing but how it is slightly off key. And I love that she sings, "For the Bible tells me soooooaaaapppp." She has the sweetest smile; it lights up her face, and it is made even more special by the fact that she doesn't give her smiles away easily. I even love that I still get to change her diapers. We talk and sing and talk about the characters on the diaper, etc. It is so cute when she says, "Eh-mo!!!" (Elmo)
She changed my life because, first of all, I had desperately wanted a baby, and it took me almost 2 years to conceive her. She was a child I had dreamed about and wanted and cried over...And she was a GIRL! Even if I never had another, my son had a sibling and I had a boy & a girl. Simple, I know, but important to me. She is also strong-willed and intelligent and makes me crazy, too!!
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