and watching wax flow.
Archives for September 2010
Precious time
I swear that someone is stealing away with large chunks of my precious time. There is no other explanation for time running out each and every day.
Still, I find myself oddly calm for marathon day being a short 2 weeks away. It’s possible the calmness is due to denial. More than likely, it’s because I’ve still got too much to do and cannot afford to let myself get wrapped up in pre-race worries. At least not yet.
I can’t even let myself worry about having to cut this week’s long run short due to knee pain. There is so much else to busy my mind with. And with the time stealing away, I must hurry up with getting things lined up for the boys, dog, house, and…myself.
Mooned
Earlier today, I learned how to capture a bit more of the beautiful moon. I’m a few days short of full but it’s still pretty cool.
Thanks Mark!
being there
While my stepson is at the age where those in his circle are getting married and having babies, those in my age group are going through divorces and experiencing the increase in deaths that hit close-to-home. This phenomena seemed to hit hard five years ago, when the death of my stepdad hit my world.
Papa’s passing was that experience that first made me realize that those who I expect will be around forever (or at least until my own kids are grown) won’t necessarily be there. Papa’s death was just the first. In the years that followed, his absence was felt at the family gatherings, holidays, sporting events, celebrations, devastations, and today.
Wake up
Having to wake up before the sun rises makes waking up nearly impossible — for me. I have to carefully select my wake up song. My alarm clock plays the song myPhone has set in the “now playing” screen. Depending on what I was listening to last, my morning may start with a rude awakening as the song literally blasts me out of bed. If I pick the right song, however, I wake up nice an gentle.
Now, if only I could get it to make my coffee for me.