I had a busy and ultimately great weekend, capped by spending some really meaningful time with a group of women, most of whom, I really didn't know. As soon as we sat together, it became obvious, that these are people I am meant to know.
It's been a long time since I intentionally sought out and planned a deeper level of communication. It was truly an enriching experience, and a lot of fun getting to know these women.
I think it is particularly important for woman to set aside time with each other in the midst of our lives, take time out for self and sharing our stories. It's too easy to forget about this kind of taking care of ourselves in our daily this, that and everything else.
I think I'm at a particularly happy time in my life: I am back working on the manuscript, I have plenty of evidence that I am doing a good job raising my kids, I am still healing from my big surgery in February, but there is a long term feeling of getting better overall. I keep meeting others who have had the same surgery, and they assure me that it takes a good long time to heal and I should just keep that in mind.
I don't feel like I have to be in control of everything and force my way through life. That is a big leap for me. It brings a level of contentment where I previously had a general sense of agitation.
The crabby part is small. I ovescheduled myself last week and weekend, and I contracted the cold the rest of my family had last week. It's just annoying really, but I was on such an upswing, that I feel somewhat thwarted. I know it's just my body telling me I need to rest.
And as much as I love a good storm, or cloudy rainy days, the last few nights have been rather sleepless due to huge thunderstorms, and today, when I feel like the best thing for me would be to lie in the sun and read a good book, and the weather is not cooperating. It's wet and grey. Normally I do love this sort of day, but I really wanted a good dose of vitamin D and sunshine for my irritated throat and ears and stuffy sinuses.
And as much as I enjoyed my busy weekend, I missed my kids. Mr. Cynic was away on retreat. I was out and about quite a bit, and only saw Captain Comic and Toots in small doses. I kept thinking I'd rather be at the beach with all of them than what I was doing, even as I enjoyed, getting my hair cut, and meeting new friends Saturday evening and Sunday afternoon.
So I'm already looking forward to next weekend and the hope for fun in the sun with my family.
HHHmmm...what is scheduled?
For starters, Friday afternoon, I have an IEP Transition meeting for Captain Comic to move into middle school in September. This is the first meeting that we are including him in the process, too. He is already anxious about the changes to come with middle school.
Ah, no wonder I feel crabby....but mostly it's the cold. 'Sok, It shouldn't last too long.