After all the days activities, my boys climbed into my bed and asked me to read to them. «tired smile and willing heart» We're all yawing through the story. I heart them so much!

My babies finally believe we will homeschool around the world soon. They're planning our first destination - Africa!

I am a lit fire and my children are the sparks! They have the vision. They have the drive. I will allow no one, not even me, to stand in their way! Burn bright my Sun Stars. Set the world on FIRE!!!!

Watched my babies sup moments ago. Witnessed giggling, chuckling, and down right Bwahahaha- hawing. Bright eyes and full bellies. I fall in love every morning and all throughout the day. I suspect I will fall in love just moments before I go to bed.

They have my heart, they do.

My Suns. Today they laugh and giggle and laugh again. Eyes shining just as bright as their inner light. I smile with them, though I know what lies ahead. I will bring this day to their remembrance when the seasons change and calls forth the shedding of bitter tears...

“The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them.” - Maya Angelou

Thank you. You've given me something precious - an unexpected (though often sought) epiphany.




The source is from whence the truth came. Why did I expect to receive it from somewhere else?




It was heavy and full of that specially blended syrup that makes nonsense easier to swallow with minimum after taste.




I ate, no drank, no swam in it. Dived in day after day with a smile plastered across my face.




"Swim with me!", I cried.




Giddy, I called for others to share in what was to become my near drowning.




Most of them could not even swim...




I eventually came to despised the way your artificial honeyed words made me feel perpetually sticky.




Everything began to cling to me: your lack of joy, pessimism; your utter negativity.




I waded in, now I am sinking, drowning, forgetting I know how to swim -

how to regurgitate and separate your bile from mine-




give you back what I chose to take.




I raise my head and you place your fingers over my connections to life.




It is now clear that you never wanted me to live... without you.




I refuse to swim in the carefully seasoned molasses of your smugness until we both can no longer breathe.




You at last utter an unexpected (though often sought) epiphany.




I reach and grab for that which you could have never seen.. my life preserver - me.

An Overdue Update

Not much has changed and yet so much has. I'm still too lazy to blog everyday - but you knew that already. In this moment I am in a state of often felt blah. Or rather, I feel monotonous. Stuck. Unshufflerable. Okay, yeah, I made that last word up. No, I'm not facing a new nor old dilemma. The kids are happy and life is grand, yada yada...

Someone rescue me!!!!! But no one can get rescued from nothing. So I guess I'll wait, till the words and emotions slowly seep down through my fingertips to press the home row keys on the keyboard with the missing ALT button to reveal what I truly feel. But knowing pure, random me - that may not happen until next year.

Blah...

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