Rambling #1. It's funny to look back at your own blog and think that your life is an emotional roller coaster! One day the kids can do no wrong; the next, their life is in danger. One day, Ben is the dearest husband ever; the next, I wonder how we'll ever make it. One day, I'm on top of the world; the next, you could peel me off the bottom of your shoe. You are so patient to ride along with me. I think it's pretty fascinating to follow someone's crazy life, what they're thinking, hoping, etc. . . . as an innocent bystander, of course. It's a different story when YOU are the crazy one!
Rambling #2. Today is one of those dreary, windy, brisk days. A day that allures and tempts, coaxing me to sit in a cozy chair, wrap up in a soft blanket, read a fabulous book, drink a soothing cup of cocoa, and avoid all responsibility. ALL responsibility. Unfortunately, I'm pretty good at all those things and often desire them over anything else. Such are my winter moorings. I knew they would come. I just need to learn how to balance them (even if I don't want to). Keep up with the everyday, while still making time for my cozy chair moments. I keep up at home, because I'm a hermit in winter. I like to clean, I like to tidy-up. But I don't keep up outside my home. I don't feel like talking to anyone when it's cold. Isn't that sad? It's called social hermitage. And living where I do, in the country, makes it more than easy to execute. I never thought the day would come when I thought visiting was exhausting. But in the winter, it is. Or maybe I should say "superficial visiting," because there's nothing more comforting than cozying up with a dear friend for a nice chat. Those moments are treasured. So, if you ever want to talk to me this winter, you better come up with some pretty deep things to talk about . . . or else:). I'll try to have the blankets and cocoa ready!