Late Night Ramble

So for the past week [or so] I've had trouble sleeping... which is evident by the timing of this post. Yes, it is nearly 4 o'clock in the morning and my brain will not shut off.

Remember those little wind-up toys that looked like teeth with big red lips and would clack and hop all over the table? That's like my brain. It's clacking and hopping and if there was someone else up with me... I'm sure it would be talking. But there's not. So I'm blogging. [YAY.] {+10 extra rhyming points for the win. Yeeehaw.}



Anyway. Back to what's keeping me up. I've been thinking a lot about choices... and I've come to the conclusion that I like the ones I've made. Some I'm sure were a case of a little serendipidy... which I'll give God credit for those miracles, but over all... I'm quite satisfied with my picks of life. On the other hand... I'm amazed by how someone else's stupid/inconsiderate/idiotic/what.have.you choices can completely destroy someone elses. Philosophize that for a bit... and then you'll be in the same position I am... wide awake.

I guess it really all comes down to not letting yourself become the product of a single life experience [which is a subject that I have pondered and analyzed MANY times in my adult life]. There are so many people I know that live in this world of if-onlys, and remember whens. It's nice to look back on the past every now and then for a smile, or a quick cry... but if you can't move on... and the thing/person you keep looking back to becomes a drug and consumes your entirety ----- what a disservice you are doing to yourself, others, all. {tap your foot three times & sigh}.

I'd like to always be the kind of person that looks for signs of change. Not just in my own life, but in others -- because it's certain that they have changed... at least a little.

You know what drives me crazy?

When people tell me that they don't like someone that they haven't seen or talked to in years. You know, like they are the only person that has grown up or changed. There's this part of me (ok, it's my right hand) that just wants to slap them and then throw up all over their shoes. I mean really... are you that narrow and close minded to think that the only person in the universe who ever changes is you?

How silly some people are.

Life has its ebbs and flows and we learn to bend. Or at least we should... because when we don't give just a little, we break... and there's nothing worse than going from solid to broken so quickly.

Anywhooo, that's where I'm at tonight.

I love my daughter. I love my husband. I love our choices. I love our God. I love this blessed life.

Love,
Liz