manic

yesterday smacked me with a day of reflection
there was reflection on the good and on the tough
thinking of things that have come so far and those that are still so far behind

"eyebrows are the anchor to my face and good friends are the anchor to my soul" - me

oh and the waking up every 1.5 - 2 hours well that must be my anchor to the reality of being a mother...haha

i'm finding myself almost manic these days. manicly aware of everything. you know when you take that certain drug or drink and it makes your skin crawl...you can feel, smell and see everything and all things that aren't actually there too? my molehills are mountains and i'm in a holding tank. i am so thankful for my boys...they're really so good to me.

it takes great patience for phil to listen to my ramblings on at 330 in the morning because my mind is spilling and really i don't want to write it down.

as i grow i realize more and more that it is ok when things end. it's ok when a relationship ends, a friendship ends, when a love for a favorite band or food ends...things need to end for new ones to begin.

for those who've bit the dust in my life in the last few years....thank you. i've learnt from where we've been in the experience have been somewhat of a fertalizer of what's coming and what's here now. i'm a close friendship person. right up close in the face or nothing it seems. and i am blessed with those people in my face.

from undercuts
living in foreign lands
replacement hearts & hot yoga adventures
co-employees and seeming like sisters
coffee & wine....alot happens over spilt coffee and spilt wine

this has been a bit of a ramble but my head feels emptier now...so thanks