Friday, September 30, 2005

Joy


I have heard that everyone is responsible for their own joy. For some reason this hits me hard, right between the eyes. I am the reason that I have hard days, that I get upset and unhappy. It is my fault, not the world around me, that a good day goes bad. Every morning I get up to go walking with a couple of dear friends. Both inspire me and help me to be better. Each time the alarm clock goes off, I think about how hard the day is going to be, and how tired I am going to feel getting up at 5:45 AM. I know I gasp at the thought too. Yet, on the days that I manage to pull my sorry butt out of bed, the day is better all ready. I have a good life. My husband loves me and needs me despite all of my faults and angry episodes. I have two little boys that think the world of him and always manage to entertain me with their sweet little smiles. Yet somehow, at the end of the day, I find myself feeling bad. Why you ask yourself? I'll tell you. I have been irresponsible with my feelings and actions. Right here, right now I am rededicate myself to being responsible for my own joy! How at the end of the day can anyone be sad with these little smiles lighting the way? So, I will say it again, "everyone is responsible for their own joy." Know it, love it, do it!

Daily Inspiration

The first and the best victory is to conquer self.

-Plato

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Why don't you make me?


So here am I listening to my husband fight with our 7 month old trying to get him to go to sleep. Remi will not be pushed around. A lot of c-section babies have to be given oxygen and encouraged to breath because they haven't had a fight getting into this world. Well, not Remington. He was so upset that he left the womb he wanted everyone in the world to know that was the last time he would be made to do something. He comes and goes as he pleases, no one telling him what to do!

Hello, Hello?

here we go!