Silly Groundhog

I suppose I feel just like everyone else. I mean, I think we all have things we love and don't love about the places we live. I remember when Reid and I first started thinking about living in California. I pictured sunshine, beaches, and a life of excitement. Then I visited San Fran...in July...and I had to wear a coat. Now don't get me wrong, SF is a beautiful city, and I'm sure it's full of excitement, but we don't live in SF. And sunshine? Yes, sometimes, but its not warm very often. Beaches? Well, certainly not like I pictured...I was thinking swimsuit and sunbathing, not coats and scarfs. You see it's getting to be that time of year again when i get the itch. The itch for a new season. I'm ready for spring, but here it seems to just keep raining. Now, some of you are thinking that rain means spring, but I'm not in Washington, or Idaho, or Rhode Island anymore. Here, rain means winter. That's right, no snow or frost to make the colder months worth it. Just rain. And don't confuse me with one of those people who doesn't like rain. I love the rain. I like to put on a scarf and walk under one of my beautiful umbrellas. It makes me think of Seattle, and I love Seattle. But rain is different each place you live. It might still be water falling from the sky, but it feels different. So here I am, with another month or two of winter stretching ahead, and all I want is spring. I'm ready for the flowers to bloom. For the sun to shine. For the fresh smell of cut grass. I want to be able to wear cute dresses without freezing, and enjoy the breeze in my hair. Silly groundhog. Couldn't you have just left your shadow inside?

WhooHoo!

I don't typically don't use this blog for writing about my personal life, at least not in a narrative sort of way, but I'm going to break my own habit, as well as the proper rules of English (note this is very much a run-on), and say WE"RE HAVING A BABY!!!! Yep it's true. You've probably already read about it on facebook, but I had to shout it out here as well. God is so good, and we're so excited! I will be ten weeks along, on Friday, and our due date is August 13th. We're planning on finding out the gender, and looking forward to all the different stages along the way. So, now I've shared our fantastic news, and my next post will be back in the normal style of things for me.

tick tock tick tock tick

Relentless. That's what time is. Ever pressing forward; never going back. Showing no mercy or reprieve. Even when it seems life has stopped, time suspended, we look out the window and realize the rest of the world goes on. There's no collective pause in deference to our own sleep-like state. Time is nothing if not persistent. Yet, to us, it may seem like chaos is all that exists. Our own internal clock may halt from fear, pain, or shock. We will even be angry that the world continues to progress. Yet the hands of the clock tick on, reminding us some things don't change. Nothing will bring the world into our control. And at some point, as time moves on, we return to the world of the waking. Slowly the fog inside our head clears, and we find comfort in the fact that time did go on. No matter what our lives consist of, we can't stop time. Time, the very thing that in the end, allowed us to heal.