Monday, May 16, 2011

Change...No so sure about this idea

People who know me know I handle change well. My father was in the army when I was little. My mother would come and tell us kids that Dad had orders and we were moving.  There would be no crying from me, I would run and pack up my stuff and be ready to go. Then when I grew up I was in the Navy. Moving was not a problem. New place , new people , I was ready.  I'm always changing my hairstyle if I get the same cut more than once I consider it amazing. I've lived in the same house for five years(the longest I've live in any one home in my lifetime)and I've redecorated the living room twice. Change for me has not be a scary thing or a sad one.  I've always embraced it with glee and the thought of what was coming my way. But now... now I'm coming to a great change. A fork in the road, a whole life changing moment. One I can not slow down. My children are graduating High School and my office is moving.  My world as I know it in a matter of months will be completely different. And by this time next year I won't even be living in the same place. For once my change embracer seems to be broken. Nineteen years of living with two wonderful people and it's about over. Oh I will see them and they will be with me over summers and breaks but in not the same way.  So I'm standing here like a deer in headlights. Watching my life pass before my eyes as they go up to get their diplomas, willing my body to move but in this moment totally unable to. Change my dear friend can we talk later this week.  Right now I want to just take moment to look back before I look forward again.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Rebooting....

Over the weekend , I decided to watch a movie. I've got OnDemand so I was scrolling through looking for something fun. I found one called Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead. Sounded interesting.  It was a documentry type movie about a man (Joe Crosse) who was overweight, had an autoimune diese and felt like if he didn't do something he would be dead before to long. He was about the same age as me. Well he decided that if he were to give his body a break from all the crap he had been eating it would heal itself.  So he went on a 60 day juice fast. It worked.  I found the movie so inspirational and so close to how I feel and my life.  So my daughter and I started a 15 reboot ourselves.  We started today. Lets see how it goes. So far day one. Not bad. But it is only the begining.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Brain engage Please......

A couple of weeks ago I was getting gas at my gas station. I go to others but this is my main one. Once a week rain or shine I stop there in the buttcrack of the morning and fill up before work. Well I was filling up and out walks this man heading to his truck. He's kind of tall and I"m thinking he's kind of cute. Then he looks at me and smiles. Now Ladies ... this wasn't just any smile. This is a stop traffic , butterflies in your stomach kind of smile. It lit up his face and wheither he intended it to or not he made me feel beautiful.  I smiled back and low and behold he started talking to me. Now I've been divorced for 4 years and after that debaucle focused on getting my kids raised, so there hasn't been much effort put on the dating front. This was a nice momment. We didn't talk of anything real exciting just the weather and our jobs. Then we got in are cars and went on our way. Weither he was attracted to me or not that ten minute conversation still made my day.   I thought about him. He was cute. But I didn't expect to ever see him again. I've been going to that gas station for 10 years and can't say I've ever seen him before.

Then today I stopped for gas and who's says hello? Mister Traffic Stopping Smile that's who.  His hair was shorter but that smile was as shiny as it was the first time. Once again he talked to me. How work was going, the weather, gas prices, then we got in our cars and drove on to our jobs.  I know his first name and where he works but other than that nada. What are the odds we will meet again? I don't know but I've got my fingers crossed.