Thursday, December 26th 2019
Having been born a couple hours after Christmas, my birthday is always nothing if not post-apocalyptic. Today is no exception. However, as the boys slept in, my daughter made me coffee and invited me to assist her in setting up the crystal growing science experiment I gave her for Christmas.
And though I eschew the word “pride” for a grownup referring to oneself, today I am *proud* I was able to choose to I-G-N-O-R-E the M-E-S-S and focus on the C-H-I-L-D. (And even used mindfulness to help me do so. What, am I growing up or something? No way.)
Now that the experiment is all set up, how about that M-E-S-S.
This is life.
Happy Birthday to me!