three things (the fourth)

Despite the sheer AWESOMENESS of this picture, it has nothing to do with today's post.
But we did get really close to a lot of Canadian geese yesterday.

I am so tired. I don't know why I decided to pack in a boatload of introspection into this week - between the yearbook reading (more to come, and oh it's just... awful) and then this madness with the Three for Friday and my BRILLIANT idea to make it three things that the author her/himself wrote? That's a lot of looking back.

But I do my work. I did my work. I wrote two posts from yearbook entries and I have two more to come - and then I strained through two years of The Creamery posts to find some of my favorites. It was hard to pick just three - and I'm saying that not in a I'M TEH AWESOME way, but rather, when you write a post, a heartfelt one, one that you want to say something meaningful, you really pour yourself into it. And it's pretty near impossible to put them up side-to-side and pick just three that you like better than all the others.

So here's what I did. First, I picked four. And it wasn't because they were the ones that I liked best. But rather, I picked them because I think these four came the closest to explain something true about me, something real about the topic I was thinking about - they are the words that I most wanted to say at the time. And looking back, each post still says what I intended it to say. And I can't say that about everything here.

Without any further blathering, here's some stuff that I'm glad I wrote.


Breathing Lessons
Bean had been really sick. I was coaching her through the simple steps of breathing - and I realized in one of those DUH moments that this thing I do every day as a mother is a metaphor for so many things I'm trying to do in my life, and so many things that I'm going to face with Alice in the years to come.

On Being Small
A good reminder for me on the days when I feel like living a small life is a liability.

11:46pm
The best description of motherhood that I've written yet. I'm proud of this.

The Current
I wrote this just before my father-in-law died. It brings me back to those days that were bare and ragged but beautiful all the same.



And, because the misery loves company - playing along with me today are:

Swistle

City Mouse Country

Burnstopia

Miss Sarah in Georgia

One Day at a Time

Minihammer

CAQuincy

The Gori Wife

Joanne



Happy Friday, everyone.