When life gets in the way

We are alive. Probably more than we ever have been as individuals and a family.

A lot has gone on in the last few months. Freda was the flower girl at Uncle Tyler and Aunt Molly's wedding. She did great, we were so proud of her. She worked really hard and executed it perfectly. Daughter of an artist/engineer she systematically and precisely placed the flower petals in their appropriate spots. hahaha. It was cute and I wasn't not the only who thought that.

We've been busy with work and school and working on the house before the weather comes this fall. We have a lot of work we want to get done outside.

Fred and I got sick last week. It was horrible. Freda brought it home from school and then gave it to me. She threw up for half a day into the night. After the initial projectile bevy on the couch, i got her clothes off and got her in the bathroom and started the bath. (Good thing I locked the dogs up or they be all over that couch. Yuck but true dogs are gross like that.) As I turned around to grab a towel, she starts hurling in the tub. So hit the drain and we switch gears. Okay, a shower.

At this point a little hand grabs my elbow. I turn to her standing there naked, covered in puke from head to toe. She looks up at me with her wicked black eyes and says "Poppy, Thank you for taking care of me." Moments like like rival a 2x4 in the face.

We took turns staying up helping her through the dry heaves, in and out of passing out from exahustion. Nothing would stay down, even water. Finally subsided the next day but it took her a few days to be back into eating. Then I got it Sunday. Ouch. I either forgot how bad it hurts or this was a bad one, but oh man it was hard. My diaphragm and ribs hurt for almost a week. Things are back to normal.

She is very good at talking. She says things like "I'm bringin' the HEAT!" and "Hey mom, join the party! It's ouside!"

Lately, we've been taking time to consider the world through as many different perspectives as possible. This is really helping us remember that we all live in separate but equally important worlds. Utilizing these different world views in our everyday lives broadens your spectrum of consiousness and ethnocentric thinking. This is not the easy road. This is not for the simple minded. Sometimes you have to eat a bit of crow to transcend, and include. Stop seeing the difference.