Yesterday was an odd day.
It all began swimmingly. The kids were happy, I was happy, we were all meshing well together. I even had a good friend come over and help me with my website, *soon to be revealed, I am so excited!* We shared ideas, brainstormed and simply worked. It was nice change of pace.
Then around 3:00, it all went to the dogs. The kids and I were on different planets.
They were defying me, pushing me and I was yelling at them, pushing them back. It was a game of tug of war, with no winners. Everything was sending them into a tailspin, and everything was sending me into my ungraceful mama fits.
It was an afternoon/evening that I am going to put in the books and move on from, not one of my finer times.
After my little’s were put to bed, mostly by my bumblebee husband, I had great intentions to blog last night. I wanted to spill my soul and show everyone how hard this motherhood thing is. I wanted to be truthful and honest and bold. I was hoping that would break my guilt driven sense of frustration, but instead I fell asleep.
I am glad it was sleep over writing last night. I was a lost cause and what I would have written would have been no use to myself or anyone else.
So I slept, sinking deeply away from my world.
This morning when I awoke, a huge sense of ‘newness’ washed over me.
Today is a new day. Yesterday was filled with blunders, but today I can write a new story.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Lessons from laundry
fabric snaps and cracks
the line squeals
thankful to be moving after its long wait
Intoxifying my senses
transporting me to a new place
The new start,
My drying laundry tells the tale
its invigorating presence reminds me
after every winter comes spring time
after the darkness,
there is light
there is always a new beginning
a new start
always a chance to try again