13...seven~
there are just some things in life
that are destined to happen
a link that reminds me we are bound together
the moment i think i am in the clear
freed from such
it presents its self once more
{see i live this nasty life tied together with my love and his ball point pens...14 some years and i can not tell you how many times i have had this happen...as if one time was not enough...oh no...the moment i think ah, its fine...is the moment it all begins...once more i decided i did not need to check his last pair of work pants as they were heading into the washing machine...and yes...this is where i went wrong...taking a chance...from the wash to the dryer...and from the dryer to oh no...not again...one lingering blue ball point pen was carefully residing in the last of his pants...another ink explosion at hand}
to add to that one of my slippers sneakily snuck in...goodbye to two creamy speckled white slippers hello to one dingy blue
13
accepting the reality of what really is
realizing some connections are stronger than you may think
leaving the door open for someone else to clean
allowing myself to let go of control
watching two littles find a common ground
admiring their chosen type of play
soaking up a moment of not having to parent
being the one to admit fault
forgiveness asked
forgiveness received
feeling the stir of spring
experiencing still the bite of winter
indulging in salted caramels to wind down my day
J. Johnson once said:
"Second chances are rare, Use your first chance wisely."
one day i might just remember those words