Thursday, August 13, 2009

sometimes.

Just got done giving 2 oldest kids helicopter rides landing into the couch, wheelBarrows, and letting them walk up my front side to do back flips. Good times. Memorable times, for all of us.
Whats the challenge is all that we accept to complete. I've an ever growing 2do list and struggle with the idea that "when this is done, then I can relax because I have nothing to worry about"/
Life doesn't stop. Sometimes, it's worth spending $100 on a credit card because I didn't get around to paying it off on time. Balancing all of that stuff is a necessary evil.
Sometimes, it bugs the hell out of me.
Sometimes, the little moments are the biggest. The smell of sweat off the back of a neck of a 2 year old after a long day of playing is so sweat.
Sometimes a hug is the best part of your day.
Sometimes, it feels really good to focus and knock stuff out and get the problems out of the way. It feels good to know you are preparing for the future and doing what you can to mitigate risk.
Sometimes, you see people close to you family that manage their lives differently and endure more drama.
Sometimes, you don't know which path to take, and wonder if enjoying some mindless downtime is what you need, or just what you want.
Sometimes watching a kit with a helium balloon playing with a ceiling fan is just fun, regardless of the consequences.
Sometimes, looking back on a situation is crystal clear because you take the view "Things happen for a reason". But just because you can say "It is what it is", does that make "it" the best "is" you could have created?
Sometimes, you get into the mindset of the popular media and legal system to believe that all past events will be scrutinized to reveal the truth and over-evaluate every action.
Sometimes the way George Bush handled an event was right, sometimes Obama had it right.
Sometimes you realize that a single approach is easy to avoid the analysis, but misses the exceptions.
Sometimes you just know, in ways you can't communicate.
Sometimes you care, sometimes you don't.
Sometimes it matters.
Sometimes, you just let it be, and focus on the next time.

Sometimes, sharing incomplete thoughts with friends helps us all remember we are in this together and can't do it alone.

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