I want to write tonight. But I also really want to go to bed. So I found an old(er) blog I wrote on myspace one weekend in October that struck me as funny now, but at the time had me really, really annoyed. Dalton the terror. My devil child with the face of an angel. Master of Mischief. How boring would my life be without him!! And yes, on my away time I blogged on myspace. Yup I was lost in the myspace craze for a bit. Anywho...
"You can clutch to the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present."
I keep thinking about the wishes I make every day. "I wish I was there...I wish I could have gone...I wish I had more time...I wish I had done this..." And maybe there is a very good reason I am where I am at an given time. Maybe I just need to make more of the minutes that are filled up than wishing for a minute that really won't exist or replace it. Maybe I'm not taking advantage of all that each day has to offer right where I'm at.
And somehow this blog arose from my extreme frustration at the ruination of my night with my scary movie. Somehow my son destroyed the DVD player, the only one we have. Looks like a great deal of my get ahead money (my divorce settlement) will be now 'maintaining the status quo' money. So I'm using these few full minutes to evaluate just how important it was to enjoy a scary grown up dvd on my 'alone grown up time' when these four kids (my two boys and two nieces) go to bed. So in honor of embracing the present, my conclusion is that it was.....
PRETTY FUCKING IMPORTANT.
God damn it anyway.
(Yikes I was mad. And NO ONE could fix the dvd player. It was expensive and only one year old. But, it made it a year with Bubba in the house. So I should count myself lucky.)
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