Monday, February 7, 2011


My bucket list grows shorter and shorter.

There are just a few loose ends to tie up before I feel secure in what my life has been. (Not that I'm going anywhere mind you:))

I would love to know my mother is well taken care of.

My children will definitely stand on their own two feet, with my loving husband to be the soft pillow to land on.

A trip to Paris, then to Ireland, and the birth of my youngest sisters' son. That is what a happy life is made of (to me).

Only 4 things left to set to rights, albeit four life altering occasions. My goal list is finally countable on one hand.


It is strange to be the mother of a 15 year old. I remember distinctly being pregnant with my little girl. Now she is on the doorstep of womanhood. Beginning to realize just who she really is.

I can remember instances that formed my judgment. Funny how it seems not long ago, I was the same young adult trying on life hats, wondering if I would someday grow into them.
She will have some of the same situations I have. The difference is she can already focus on a path. See the light through the trees.
It's amazing how we want better for our children, and when you send them out with the right tools, they do it.

I would never change anything in my life. All the trials and tribulations have made me who I am. I wonder if she would be as whole, if I wasn't as shattered as I once was.
I am whole... But It wasn't that long ago, that a silly thing like a movie, for instance, would change my outlook on things. Seeing through my daughters eyes, she has been embraced from birth in the ideology of a woman being whole.

I can't wait to see the strength in her daughter one day:)