G’morn lovelies. Today’s post is “Someone who has made your life worth living for”.
I don’t really know how I feel about this topic. I feel like I live my life for me. I make my life worth living.
Maybe it’s the dangling participle at the end of the prompt that’s throwing me for a loop…
Anyway, if I have to choose a person other than myself that makes me a better person…I would chose my husband. He’s pretty much the only person I want to hang out with on the weekends. We still hold hands in public. (We’ve been married 15 years…*gasp*) He makes me crazy. He makes me angry. He irritates the hell out of me sometimes. He makes me laugh. He makes me happy. He makes me think. He’s my best friend. And, I almost have him housebroken. 😀
As part of all this new stuff, because I’m not shaking up my world enough, I have decided to get back to doing yoga. I’m going to start back slowly, but I’m going to try to do it every day for 30 days. And write about it.
This is more for me to track my progress so feel free to skip these posts.
Back 10 years ago, I did yoga quite regularly and with some of the worlds best yogis. I was not full yogini material then, but I enjoyed it and loved the workout.
Fast forward to today:
Day 1: Did you know that you cannot bend a board? Jeepers. Upward-dog felt like my back was going to break.
I’m starting with 10 sun salutations every morning. That’s this week. I intend to add something each week and join a yoga studio at the end of this to keep it up.
The dizziness, the tightness, the sweat. OY! It all felt good though. And I’m looking forward to continuing.
Thank you Frank from the Gas ‘n Sip for issuing this little challenge.
Oh, hello! Come in. We’re having hummus and pita. YUM!
Oh, and don’t mind ~Moo~… It seems her participle is dangling. *blush*
I thought this was a tough one. I don’t have kids (that I know of) and I’m not married. So I am not living for them.
I’ve already written about my mom and that she is my hero. So maybe her.
I think until I started Reform School, I had no idea who I was living for, or why, for that matter. But I’m living for me. I’m living so that I can experience things and maybe matter to someone in this world in some small way.
For the first time in a long time, I can feel the cobwebs shaking off and I’m going to really start living.
And Mean Marcy is going to help me.
Oh, and I do live for the Wonder Twins. They need me and in no small way, I need them.
Tomorrow: Day 8: Someone who made your life hell.
So, here we are at Day 6. I am pretty proud of MagandMoo and me for making it this far.
Today’s topic is something you hope you never have to do. This is an easy one for me.
I hope I never have to bury one of my children. My kids, Boy Wonder and Mini Me, are the reason for my existence. While they annoy the tar out of me sometimes and make me want to pull my hair out, I cannot imagine my life without them. I am overwhelmed with love and pride when I think about what good humans they are turning in to.
This fear, something happening to my kids, actually manifests itself sometimes to the point that I have to talk myself out of a panic attack. For example, we were driving back from Middle of Nowhere on Saturday where Mini Me had a volleyball tournament. She was riding with her team on a school bus about 40 miles behind me. Several emergency vehicles passed me headed toward her direction with lights and sirens blazing. Within a matter of minutes, I had worried myself in to such a state that something had happened to her bus that I had to text her. Then, it took about 15 minutes for her to return my text…which was just about enough time for me to convince myself to turn around and follow the last police car. Just as I started to look for a turn around point, my phone buzzed and Mini Me was fine.
I can’t wrap my head around how a parent would deal with losing their child…and I pray that I never have to experience it firsthand.
Tomorrow – Someone who has made your life worth living for…I promise it will be less heavy 🙂
Oh hello! Come in and have some soup.
Today: Something I hope I never have to do in my life
I don’t ever want to have to….
– dig worms for bait
– be a food taster at a hot dog plant
– be a maid at a frat house
– be responsible for keeping movie stars off drugs
– be the cause of someone else’s emotional or physical pain.
Tomorrow: someone who has made your life living for
G’morning feathered friends!! It finally feels like fall in my ‘hood! Squee!!
So, today’s topic is “something you hope to do in your life”. There is a lot of stuff I want to do in my life. But my big “I hope to” is to travel.
Mr. ~moo~ and I have recently started traveling and I could not love it more. There is a big beautiful planet out there that I need to explore. More importantly, there is a whole lot of food out there that I need to sample!!
Oh, hello! Come in. Scrambled eggs and bacon are ready.
So… Day 5: Something I hope to do in my life.
I want to live in Paris and in Ireland.
I went to Paris on vacation in 2001 and fell in love with the city. It was probably the best vacation I have ever taken. I want to live there because
- Duh, it’s Paris
- I want to learn to speak French. I think it’s such a beautiful language
- Just the whole culture and energy and history of the city
I also want to live in Ireland. My mother is from Ireland and when I went there, I felt at home, immediately. The people there were so friendly and welcoming. I’m not sure which part of the country I would like to live in, but I can decide that later.
Tomorrow: something you hope you never have to do.