Wordless Wednesday - First Preschool Performance

(2nd from the right in the front row, flowered dress ... and, yes, Momma needs a new camera)

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Wednesday's Words

"Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything." ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

I stole this from my 26-year-old cousin's blog.  She is currently in the process of kicking cancer to the curb ... in a drop kick with both feet kind of way, I might add.  This quote reminds her of what is important as she moves forward post-treatment.  

These words also tripped me up as I was moving along in the course of my seemingly uneventful life.  We are often too much of a "I want what I want when I want it" society.  How often do we sit back and just "experience everything"?  Life is soooo darn short and I think that makes a lot of us demand the "as soon as possibles".  But we're missing some of the true joys in life along the way: the thrill of the chase, the joy in the adventure, the appreciation of the process, and the glory in the accomplishment.  

Today I wish you all the patience to simply, and peacefully, experience the things that are going on in your life ... relish some breathing space, take the pressure off, and let life happen.

Wordless Wednesday - Thank you for giving me "earrings" version

Witty Wednesday

Last night I woke to the sounds of a 2-pack-a-day smoker coming through the "baby" monitor. I had an internal argument about getting up and checking, trying to convince myself that our darling 3-year-old had just turned around and was facing the receiver at the end of her bed or that we were getting some bad feed-back from outside influences. Regardless, I finally lost the battle and dragged my tired (read: lazy) bones out from my cozy cocoon. Good thing I did as she really was wheezing quite badly, and when she awoke, that she had quite a "whooping-style" cough. As we have been through this before, we knew to get some warm mist into the air as soon as possible.

Where is the wit in this, you ask?

This morning Maaike pointed into her room and asked where the fire was. As I often misunderstand this little wonder's attempts at getting across her point of view, I asked her to repeat the question. She said, "Where is the fire? Daddy's fire?" It all came together when she pointed at the humidifier that Daddy had set up the night before on the floor of her room. Yes, I guess that would be the portion of the word she would understand ...

Wordless Wednesday