It's not what you see, but how you see it.

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

Fun Times


These are the Days! Megan and I went out for a "mommy and me" day. This is my chance to spoil my daughter for absolutely no reason. It sounds like a scary thing to give complete control of an entire afternoon to an 8 year old- but it's nice to see her step up and lead the way. She even brought her own money and offered to pay. What a sweetheart! Her choices included visiting her previous school & friend, going to the mall, riding the carousel, teddycrafters, Gap Kids and Jamba Juice.  It's her day and she's in charge. It's a parents duty to empower their children, isn't it? I asked her on the car ride home, "did I spoil you today?" she said "no mommy, you just made me happy." I love my dear sweet Megan.

Friday, July 23, 2004

Transformation

I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear."  -Joan Didion

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed."  -Carl  Jung

 
When I think of him...
When my thoughts return to him a smile sweeps across my face. No matter what my trouble or mood may be he becomes my pleasant peace.  There is beauty in him that I ponder in the safety of my mind. He resides in the place I have created for him and him alone...

Thursday, July 22, 2004

up on the roof


I like to go up on the roof. Watch the sunset. Thank God for this mysterious world. What am I in the vast universe? Does he really know how many hairs I have on my head? How am I different than anyone else? I am free from self torment- or so I'd like to think. We are all born, we live a little while, than we die. Charlotte understood that. I like myself and that's important. I didn't used to.


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