Happy Girl!!!

It's a very happy Saturday for several reasons.

1. I slept really well last night.

This comes on the heels of two terrible nights of sleep, so I was exhausted an actually a little scared of lying down. I was afraid I would spend the night tossing and turning again. But, even though I woke up a couple of times, I was able to fall alseep again right away. I woke up a little before 8, and thought about how wonderful it was that we didn't have to get up and get the girls off to school. I talked to my amazing husband on the phone for a couple of minutes and then I fell back to sleep and dreamed VERY sweet dreams (another thing that has been plauging me for awhile are bad dreams, so this was a nice change). I woke up again to the phone ringing and I felt well rested and refreshed.

2. It's a mellow day with no plans

The girls are enjoying a lazy Saturday morning, and they are getting along perfectly. I made heart shaped waffles and we had a nice breakfast together. I need to do a little tidying around the house, but that's about it. I'll have a short run on the treadmill later, which will put me at somewhere around 36 miles for the week, and I'm very pleased to see some improvement in my fitness and mileage this month.

But, the best part of the day is

3. I will be with my husband tonight!!!!!!!

We have only been apart for 10 days, but it seems like a month already. And, then after this weekend, we will only be apart 5 days for the next 3 months! That is going to be like heaven. I'm at my best when this man is by my side. I can't wait to see his smile and to look in his eyes. Ok, cheesy. I'll stop before I cause someone to gag. I just love him.

Because I never finish what I start

I hope that this is something that I will eventually be able to overcome, but looking back at my life, most of what is see is a trail of unfinished business or things that I gave up on. I don't want to be a quitter, but there are more things than I care to admit that I have started and never finished.

So, in an attempt to tie together some loose ends and make myself feel like I'm continuing something rather than starting again, I'm posting a link to the last blog I started. Let's just call this one Chapter Two.

My Wicked Twisted Road

A little poetry

Both of these are poems I wrote a couple of years ago, and had completely forgotten about. If it hadn't been for that browsing of my old My Space blog, I never would have remembered them at all.

Voices

You speak to me-

Your voice reaches a place

deep inside.

Somewhere so familiar

So like home,

like youth

Like someplace I've been a thousand times before.

Music late into the night

Singing me off to a childhood slumber.

Like fingers skimming along my spine.

Shivers race through me, making me ache

To find that place

Again and again.

I Can Fly

Seconds tick by, turning to minutes

and somehow

to hours

With each breath

My mind clears more

Every thought slips, unknown

Up into the sky, like a dream forgotten when you wake.

Each step, each turnover

Springing me still forward

In a journey with no real purpose

Except to feel free

In my body

And to fly as best as I can.

My new blog and a new outlook

One of my passions in life is reading. I have read so many books over the years, and many that have really touched me for one reason or another. But, I don't even remember all those books as time passes. I have often thought about keeping a journal, and writing a little bit about each book I read. Now is the time for that, but I will do it in the form of a blog. Maybe I'll get a few readers and I can tip them off to books that might some how touch their lives as well. So, now I am introducing:

Some of My Best Friends are Books

And, in other news...

I have decided to take a different approach to my thoughts on this blog. Several years ago, I was keeping a very simple blog on My Space. I had kind of forgotten about it, because I had pretty much deleted everything off of that site and I never logged on. But, for some reason I popped on to my site the other day and I found the old blog. I didn't write much, but I was writing fairly regularly. Most of it was about running and training for races, and some about my thoughts and feelings on day to day life. It was very interesting to me to re read what I had written. This is not necessarily a new revelation, because I am always interested to look back and see what I have written in my actual paper and ink journals that I keep.

Thankfully, it has reminded me of the true reason that I ever write at all. In exactly the same fashion that I capture memories and moments in time with my camera, I write to capture memories and moments in time from myself. When I look back at those moments, I learn about myself and I grow.

Somehow, I wasn't thinking about blogging in the same way. I thought that if I was publicly publishing something, then I was writing for someone other than myself. But, that is not the case. I am writing for myself and if someone comes along and wants to read and/or comment it would just be an extra bonus. I feel a little more free already.

Writer's Block

I really want to blog, but it seems like whenever I sit down to do it, I can't think of anything to say. Maybe I'm over thinking it? I want to write some amazingly witty and profound thing every time, but maybe that's not really possible? I'm not even sure I know what topic I want to write about.

I'm going to post this, just because. It's a start. I have some thoughts brewing in my head but nothing is really coming out right now, so I guess it's just not the time. I'll try again later, or tomorrow.