Stop and Smell the People

Too much fun…

I can’t tell you how much fun I’m having with Anna and Crowley. Crowly is 11 months. Anna is, uh, older than Crowley. 

I can’t think of a time in my life where I have been happier. 2009 was a struggle. It was work to stay in the moment and not look down the road hoping each day would pass more quickly so we could get past the stress of being between jobs.

2010 is not 2009. Not even close. Today I want time to grind to a halt. There aren’t enough minutes in a day. I would be absolutely fine if my life slipped into a “Groundhog Day” syndrome, doing the exact same thing over and over every single day, I would die a happy man. Of course if I were living the same day over and over again I wouldn’t ever die. But that’s another story.

Life isn’t perfect. I’m good with that. That fact is an important part of the joy for me. I’m big on learning to love imperfection. Call it divine discontent. The kind of imprerfection that teaches you life lessons you would otherwise not get the opportunity to learn. And I still have a million things to learn.

The older I get the less I know! WOOO HOOOO! But the less I know the more focused I am on the simple things that make life what it is. And what it is is good.

Anna and baby boy are a joy to me. I couldn’t have planned all this if I tried.

 So if you asked me, “Where will you be in five years?” I’d have to modify the question and answer to cover only where will I be tomorrow: playing with Anna and Crowley.

That’s all I want to do these days… MR