Ha, well at least it started out real good! Talk about getting a crazy hair to do something and then never trying it again for another, what is just days short of exactly two years. I don't know why, but for some reason I decided to devote what only turned out to be 5 minutes to recover a forgotten email address and password, and after a quick log in was inspired by my own comments to try this thing again. So back by popular demand (really only my sweet sister in laws have said something) I am bloggin' again. Well for today anyway, it was either this or fold 5 baskets of laundry. My husband can search for socks for one more day. I mean at this point I think he likes the morning treasure hunt :)All I can say is "my how time flies". I use to write this comment off, pay no attention to it when someone said it. Kind of like when someone asks how you are doing as they CONTINUE to walk by. This I will never understand, I think I only met one person who asked me that and then actually stood there for the answer. Anyway, side tracked....... Now the statement "How time flies" has become a treasured moment when whispered. I think of it now and immediately want to yell stop!! Capture every second, every smell, every sound. Hold it in my hand like an old piece of candy your Grandpa gave you, and you put it in your pocket just to be nice. You knew you would never eat it, but you kept it just because of the gesture. I lay in bed most nights and try to replay the day in my head, what did I miss, what did I forget - I don't want to loose any of it. No way dude, not just the big things - the little bitty's. Like when my 3 year old asks me to lay down for "just one more minute", or when my 9 year old won't let me leave for work until I have kissed her lips. And in one more strange way, how my hubby and I exchange the exact same sentence every morning. Sometimes it drives me nuts and I want to lift his big head up at 5 o'clock in the morning and tell him to say something different, but then smile because it is those same exact words that carry me through the worst part of my day.
All I can do is sit here and kick myself for not keeping this memory blog for the last 2 years. How awesome was it for me to read what I wrote 2 years ago and spark feelings and emotions that I didn't necessarily forget about but, stuck in my pocket like a piece of old candy for a bit. My mind is racing trying to remember how I said bye to my dear friend at an old job, why I can't fit into my fave pair of jeans, when did Ava have her first brain freeze and where the heck was I when Kaylani lost her baby features. Part of me almost wants to be angry and find some one to yell at and tell them "give it back, I want it all back", eh then the other part of me wants to jump for joy because I can finally shower without having to get out before the soap is completely rinsed.
So to try and sum the past two years in one paragraph, I have a new job, new friends. An amazing group of people! For the first time I am at a job that actually let's me be myself and I haven't been demoted or held back for it. A new car, our first house, first dance recitals and first A+. A few extra pounds ( for the both of us) and the first set of braces. Caved into Blue Ray and Netflix and got my first set of stainless steel NEW appliances (now I am a real woman). Old habits consist of: Sneaking both the girls into my bed for snuggle time, they are to me, like the blanket you have to have in order to fall asleep. A renewed tanning pass and another membership to Golds Gym I have yet to use. What remains the same, I go to bed every night and thank God my family is home safe, I was able to pay my bills and I get to fall asleep next to the same snoreing bear of a husband!! No really ladies, I have learned to enjoy the sound of a snoring husband, at least for the first 5 minutes. I have found a secret spot that if you hit it just right, the snoring stops and he doesn't remember a thing.
So, the journey continues and really it is only a very short time that has passed. Yet, I am sadden as it will soon prove to be a very short time that lays ahead. But, I can only continue to breathe it in, learn from my continued mistakes and wake up every morning and not forget the yesterdays. Time Flies when your having fun - Bah, time flies period. It just seems to last longer during the hard stuff because that seems to be when we are paying the most attention. Hold onto the candy given - hold it tight, because there is nothing better than unwrapping a moment from memory :) See you in another 724 days. Ha no really, I actually found this quite relaxing, I might keep it up...wink, wink.
