Monday, Monday

The start to a new week is fueled with determination and deadlines. I have to create a study plan that will be high impact and fast paced. Oddly enough, I need a workout plan that has the same things although I've given that priority less importance because I'm avoiding it.
I'm 5 weeks out on the exam and it's coming fast. There are 10 modules. The math on this should be simple. My knee has been grouchy and uncooperative which tells me it needs more attention, too. This one is a bit more complicated because there isn't one solution. It's a combination of effort to try and figure out what works this time. 
Hitting the ground running today...

Echo

For me, this wraps up the week. It's been a long one.

Missions: February 2013

Back on track. Bring on the routine. Welcome back my comfort.  Hello, accountability.

In February I:
Must:

• catch up on studies
• catch up on laundry
• finish project: top secret

Would like to:

• get rid of junk
• finish reading 2 "me" books
• put January into an album
• get outside

Might think about:

• joining in a swap
• planning a craft area takeover
• watching House of Cards

Back in a flash.

Along came a new day, month, year and I stayed holed up in my silence.
The deep freeze that is our prairie winter set in and still I stayed quiet.
I've wondered to myself why. Sometimes, I don't know. Other times, I have reason. Mostly, I just accept it and keep going.
I needed to hibernate. I needed some time to find me, hear my voice, listen to my song. The fall was a hard season on me. I felt drained and exhausted. I gave too much and took too little. Snow came and so did cold. I let it engulf me, embrace me and in that have emerged better for it.
Here I am again. Won't you join me?

December with a bang.

This one does it for me everytime.  Something about the strength in it. Something about the passion. 
Life is starting to get back to a managable level of crazy. I'm looking for more time to be back here. My heart needs it.

Dancer.

She dances. Little feet that stomp an implied gracefulness. Her heart is set right.

 

Dear blog

I miss you.

Driving along.

This song came on the radio the other night as I was driving home. The last few notes rung out as I pulled into the driveway. A perfect way to end a stressful week. A nice throw back.

10.2

Just like that we arrive at 10. Didn't we just blink and see the calendars rolling lazily towards 2012? 2013 suddenly feels just a wink away.
5 - The half way mark is where I'm at in this latest blur of a course. How is it that I'm already here?
Some days I wake and wonder how it all fits in. Many more, I rise and know the only way through is to get up and start going.
That's all I have today for words. There is a textbook demanding to be read.
Until next time...

Yesterday, I cried.

I watched a show remembering that day all those years ago. It was about some of the survivors and the heroes and the horrors and the love.
I remembered that moment of disbelief as I stared wide-eyed at the TV screen.
I talked to my son about it and about the world, the good that exists in people and a bit about the bad. As the last story flashed across the screen and I sobbed at what they said, he hugged me. Then he hugged me again.
Because that's what we need to remember.