I am passing this on because it definitely works, and we could all use a little more calmness in our lives. By following simple advice heard on theDr. Ph*l show, you too can find inner peace. Dr. Ph*l claimed, ” The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and have never finished.” So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn’t finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a bottle of White Zinfandel, a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream, a bottle of bourbon, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel.
Archive for May, 2008
And there, for the grace of God, go I
I had a friend. She taught me to lighten up. I used to love to watch her with her children, the same ages as mine, and admire the way she let them be.
We had so much fun together. We could sit for hours on end just watching our kids, and other kids too. The same things would tickle our souls and make us laugh out loud together. The fanny shakes when a tiny tot learns to run, the dimples in the elbows, the special eyes that sparkled, the unkept hair and how it reminded us of a “flower child”, which one would boss around who and how they’d take it, how they’d pronounce a word wrong (we would never correct them, we knew this cuteness would not last forever and wanted to savior it for as long as we could), how we would use those same made up words when we talked to each other (even when the kids weren’t with us), how young boys would hold hands with their friends, how they would eat ice cream while it melted way too fast, how we’d imagine our kids marrying each other so that we would “really” be related, how we became so close so quickly that it had to have a special name to it (NBF = New Best Friend) and decided that even after 20+ years we’d still be calling each other “NBF”.
So many happy times together. We just loved watching our children play. We would see something at the same time and just look at each other and laugh, needing no words. I took so many pictures of our kids together. She helped me wait for my next child, going over names together, dreaming of her and loving her already, we couldn’t wait to have another one to watch grow!
We could be serious too. We struggled with some of the same bad habits and would talk openly about them together without judgement. True friendship. We felt we helped each other grow up and into our own selves, an ongoing process.
Being mothers of young children, we were always tired. On one particular day we sat on her couch facing each other, a shared blanket over our legs, talking. I remembering being so comfortable. She said she was very tired, I said “I know, me too, so very tired, all the time.”
And then she got sick and I didn’t.
She died April 26.
I miss her so much, sometimes I feel like I can’t breath.
Love that girl!
Spunky, strong, smart, loving, true, imaginative, creative, loves getting dirty, and wearing a tutu.
That’s my girl!
Her 1st “ice ceam tuck”
It only took hearing it once. That familiar jingle jangle of the ice cream truck coming closer and closer. It’s unmistakable. And, after our first “ice ceam”, she’s the first one to hear it when it comes around! This years “ice ceam tuck” came early! This was April 5th.
