Hurry…But…Wait…

My nest has been empty for years…and…it’s okay…I have my own sense of rhythm…timing…flow…it may appear odd to others…but…it works for me…

Until…

The nest refills…with not only…daughters…but…those little delights we call…granddaughters…and…that…changes everything…

This week…we’re having a girls’ week at the beach…lots of fun…lots of memories…and…a totally skewed sense of timing…

For me…let’s go down to the beach…means…put on my suit…look in the mirror…shake my head…then…don a cover up and hope I don’t see a soul I know…grab a towel…and…be out the door in about…five minutes…

For my daughter…let’s go down to the beach…means…putting on two little suits…braiding hair…coercing and threatening…potty time…sunscreen…finding shoes…getting toys…snacks…and…just when the little ones are ready…it’s time for her to start on herself…

Finally…about forty-five minutes later…we’re in the elevator…hoping the sun is still shining…and that it isn’t time for lunch…

So…at…Bertha’s…suggestion…today…I’m writing my blog during the beach prep time…she said…I wouldn’t get frustrated if I was doing something I enjoyed…and…so far…she’s right…but…I may need to hurry…

Hey…a girl can dream…

Jane

A Whole Lot of Living…

When there’s a choice between writing about living…or living…choose living! ~Bertha

Wow…it seems I took a week’s vacation…it wasn’t something that I exactly planned…although…if I’d really thought about it…I would have known that it was going to happen…

First…my daughters and families were here…which meant that there was usually either a lot of commotion…or someone sleeping in my guestroom/office…then…there was a quick trip out of town…and…here we are…a week later…and I’m finally back in front of my computer…moving my fingers as my thoughts appear on the screen…

At first…I was a bit antsy about not blogging…until…Bertha…reminded me…I spend a lot of time…writing about living…but that is a mostly solitary activity…and…that…it was perfectly okay…necessary even…to spend some time…surrounded by those I love the most…doing what I write about…living…

Of course she was right…she’s always right…blogging could wait…but…those hugs and kisses had an expiration date…as they all packed up and moved on to the next stop on their holiday trips…

And…I must say…it was one of the best Christmases I’ve had…I cooked…old favorites…washed dishes…cooked…washed dishes…washed dishes…washed dishes…well you get the picture…the important thing was…I felt good…and my family was around me…and…Bertha…was right…there was a whole lot of living going on…

Jane