Monday, August 30, 2010

Beginnings Are Scary

“Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it's what's in the middle that counts. So, when you find yourself at the beginning, just give hope a chance to float up. And it will.” This quote is one of my favorite movie quotes. There is great wisdom being shared. I just love Hollywood!

Today I thought a lot about beginnings and endings and that each brings a host of emotions such as happiness and scariness.

I look at history and see how it repeats itself again and again. Is this because we as humans do what we know, so we continue the pattern or do we carry it on because we are scared as to what is held in a new beginning? Either or it doesn’t matter. The fact is that we follow patterns; and it takes courage, love, faith and knowledge to leave behind the familiar and move into the unknown and begin anew.

Each life is offered possibility. Within this possibility is hope of greatness. I am not writing of riches and wealth, but of opportunity, accomplishment and human goodness. We can all fall to a place we are not proud (many of us do!) and it is our hope for something greater and belief we are worth something more that we find ourselves believing in new possibilities. It is a desire to want more than we have had whether it is emotionally, physically and/or mentally than we have allowed for.

We must have hope of ourselves to receive the hope from those we love. As we enter new phases and explore new life sometimes we need a hand to hold. We need help finding the balance between what is scary, sad, happy and exciting. Take the help that is extended. Do what you need in order to make it through the scary to find what counts. At the end of the day you must measure the good from the bad- no one else can do this for you.

And what I have concluded is that each day is a new beginning. All things that have been before need no longer apply. It is a fresh start- a clean slate if you will. Seize it and make it count. As your face meets the sunshine and feet hit the ground run into the beauty of the day. Open your arms as well as your mind to find what counts and doing what you need to give way to your hope to float up.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Happy Half a Year



Happy half a year, Sprite! I cannot believe that today you are six months old. I say it all of the time and I will write it today- where does the time go? It is amazing how quickly the time has passed and in this very fine amount of time how much you have grown. I am so enjoying learning about who you are and watching you look at the world as you figure it out. All who know you are blessed, for you are a little piece of tangible love. How fantastic you are!

Tidbits of you:

Rolling. You are scary fast. I can set you on the floor and before I know it you have found your way under the chair or propped up on the side of your jumper.
Tummy time has always been a favorite.
You drool more than any child I have ever seen. You soak your clothes in minutes.
You puke 134 times a day. Thus you are naked much of the day.
In a millisecond you can go from 0-100 and be very upset.
You see me and instantly smile.
Bath time is my favorite time with you. You love the water and stay so quiet with delight and relaxation.
You do not sleep through the night. You are up 1-2 times.
The evenings hold our special time. It is quiet and dark and we cuddle and visit going over the day.
You love to chew on ANYTHING: blankets, fists, clothes, toes, washcloths, toys and the like.
Cat naps reenergize you.
Wiggly. If I had to choose one word to describe you it would be wiggly. You move and squirm so much there have been actual moments I thought I would drop you.
I am surprised how you entertain yourself for such long periods of time. You can play under your gym or be on a blanket completely content for an hour or more.
You love tv. Sigh
When you are kissed you want more. You love to be kissed, repeatedly. Great Grandma Church adores this about you kissing you over-and-over again.
You love to be under a tree watching the leaves move and feel the breeze.
You observe with a watchful and serious eye.
I think you talk more than your brother and that I didn't know would be possible!