It’s been a while since I’ve written. Anything.
I am not able to focus lately.
I am not able to focus now.
I wanted to check-in with myself out here.
Life is full. Life is good. Life is Life.
There are days when I stare out the window of the car and wonder about the path of the unknown humans that pass by.
There are so many of us.
So many lives being lived.
I wonder if others recognize the awe —
Oh, who am I kidding?! I am trying to force-write something poignant and romantic about the beauty of life.
In reality, I am sitting at home on the Fourth of July with my daughter who is running a fever. Our boys -hubby and son – are off at a family gathering full of swimming, fireworks and fun. We could not go.
We watched Nancy Drew.
I ate some Cheetos, then we ordered Chinese.
She is feeling okay except for the fever.
I am feeling sorry for us.
Now is not the time to inflict you with insincere attempts to create something earth shattering.
Now is the time to paint some toenails, suck on some ice pops and enjoy the solitude with my Little Girl.
I’ll light my way through the black hole another day.
2 thoughts on “Nancy Drew, Cheetos and My Little Girl”
I hope the chinese food was great.
I’m impressed you wrote anything at all with a sick kid.
We’ve been on a string of illnesses in our house. If it is not one child it is the other and then, if it is not one of them, it is either myself or my hubby…I know I agreed to stick with this through sickness and health, but the sickness part of me is staring to wear me down…