Random musings

Daniel has started Kindergarten, and Naomi is getting ready to join preschool this year. It is hard to explain the huge sense of anticipation and nervous excitement one feels when the kids walk into their classrooms.  Part of me wants to rush and take them back home when I see the anxiety in their eyes, and I remind myself that this is just the beginning of a long, sometimes arduous journey in education.  And, then there's this other part of me that wants to joyfully leap in the air, because I get a few hours to myself - to do what I want.   As parents, we feel that overwhelming sense of pride as the kids learn to be independent. As their minds grow to absorb all that is being taught. As they learn that they perhaps are not the center of the universe, like they once imagined. As they take those baby steps away from you - the watchful and sometimes hovering parent. They are out of the safety and security of their nest. But, I would hope that they know that they are

Lately, it seems like few things keep coming back again and again as issues. These are things that I might have pushed under the rug or put on a back burner in my "to-do" list. But, somehow over the years, it has never been done.  Over time, I have paid the price for ignoring these things, but people near and dear to me have probably experienced more consequences of my actions or non-actions. It wouldn't be an over-statement to say that - I'm the queen of procrastination . There are always excuses for why something doesn't get done, especially when it doesn't hit my radar. Procrastination is the bane of my existence. I guess if something is a priority, we find a way to make it happen. If it isn't, we come up with the next best thing - we make excuses and feel bad for ourselves. I'm increasingly finding that this is a sorry way to live. Sometimes, I spend the whole day just rushing around doing things for the kids or managing the home.