The kids and I wer standing in line at a store and the girl said something about gone full circle. The boy reminded her that we are a triangle, we three – a strong triangle.
So she said yes, it’s gone full triangle.
We are a weird trio and although we may do things differently than a “regular” family – I wouldn’t trade us for anything.
I had a mini meltdown today as it was the Mondayest Monday ever. As I was feeling sorry for myself and throwing a good old pity party the boy interrupted me.
He said mom I’m going to talk to you like you talk to me when I’m like this
For God’s sake get your shit together. Look around, don’t you see what a great life you have? You look after us, you’re a great mom, you’re dealing with all the support issues, you’re learning new things so you can get a job. You pull us up when we are down. Sorry I’m not all rainbows about this- but that’s not how we are. Get yourself together
Dammit he’s right. Having moments of feeling overwhelmed I think is normal, but remembering to be grateful for all be wonderful things in our lives. Those are the happiness moments.
My niece showed up at the door today clutching 3 little furballs.
One of the barn cats had some babies and now we have these adorable balls of fluff.
We took them to the hammock and played and cuddled them a little.
If you’re ever feeling stressed or like you need a smile, I highly recommend playing with a kitten or two. They are happiness
We had a family supper with my mom, aunt, and uncle at a great Italian place in town tonight. Fantastic meal that was two and a half hours long.
The nice thing about a long slow meal is you get a chance to really visit and catch up, and I believe enjoy and digest the food a lot better. It makes me realize how often we rush our meals even when we don’t have to.
I really enjoyed myself. I was surrounded by some of my favourite people in the world. We talked about how important it is to have the love and support of the tribe. I don’t ever want to be without it. Happiness.
I spent part of the day going over menues with the girl today. She is on board with me and we are kicking sugar to the curb for the next month as we make better food choices.
It’s perfect because it comes right before she and I were going to begin the 90 day wellness transformation that is part of my course. While we usually had pretty whole, healthy food; things got kind of siderailed when we moved back and then things got really bad when I broke myself and couldn’t cook. Well, except for the awesome meals that family and friends brought over.
So we are inspired to get back to our roots and make better food choices. We both realize they make us feel better – we are happier when we eat pure foods. There is an amazing difference between how we feel on real food vs how we feel on processed crap.
So we planned, shopped, and cooked. And now meals are planned out full of good choices. That is happiness
We celebrated the 90th anniversary of the Jumping Pound Community Hall today. It’s a building that has held generations of people from this community – we’ve had showers, dances, receptions, parties, birthdays, New Years celebrations, Santa has come to Christmas parties – we have laughed, cried, and loved in this building. It holds lots of good memories for lots of people out here.
I’m so blessed to be part of this huge tribe. Stuff like this – it’s happiness.
This has always been my source of happiness. Always and to the core of my soul. The only thing I like better than watching horses fly is being on a flying horse myself.
We were back at it this morning. For the first time in 6 years the kids are going to the same school again and I am thrilled. The girl was pretty nervous – worried about being the new kid yet again. Her brother was so good about letting her know he’d stick with her until she knew were she was going.
It ended up she had 2 friends from her old school also transfer and made one new one – so as she said she already has a group to hang out with.
After school they were both full of smiles and excitement for the year ahead. It al just makes saying goodbye to summer ok – almost.
I’m so proud of these two turkeys. They are happiness.
My 6 year old niece joined me this afternoon to give Drishti his supplements. Of course, once we got organized to go the wind picked up and it seemed a little storm-like and all of the horses were a little spooky. I think Drishti just likes to hear himself snort sometimes.
This little girl has not spent much time around horses at all, but is fascinated by them. We went through how to properly feed him from her hand and she earnestly practiced on her way out to the field. I was so impressed not only at how well she listened and quietly approached my horse to give him a treat, but how well she listened as I gave her directions to move as the other horsed came tearing into the other field to see what we were up to. She stayed so calm and focused and carried a confidence that made me think here’s a little horse girl in the making.
It’s fun to share something you love with someone you love. That’s happiness.
I took my boy out for a special one-on-one end of summer thank you for helping out lunch in Cochrane this afternoon. If you haven’t been to the Fence and Post – go – seriously – the food is amazing. When he took a bite of his dessert (the tart) he made faces I’ve never seen before. When I asked if he was enjoying it he said I feel like I should share this with you, but it’s so good I don’t want to. I have never tasted anything quite this good before and my body is confused by all the happy feelings it has. Much as I enjoyed my cake, obviously next time I’ll have to try the tart.
And a grilled cheese to die for – brie and apple with other yummy things inside. The boy had pastrami. And OMG the corn chowder. My stomach is still thanking me.
And while this could have very well been the happiness moment of the day (and it really, truly is a happiness moment), I had an unexpected one come later on. I was having a serious conversation with the boy about how I was feeling like I had let them down this summer by being hurt, how I had to ask them to do so much more, and how I was feeling overwhelmed by all the things that needed to get done. His response (and this was in the middle of him being mad at me, so it came as a huge heart happy surprise) was this: mom you think you’re a burden to us? You’re our light at the end of the tunnel. You’re what holds us up, you’re the only person we have we can count on. You brought us out of the darkness and have shown us a life full of light.
Overwhelmed by his words. I always feel like I haven’t done enough, I wish I could remember to see things from his eyes more often. I would be a lot kinder to myself.
