After a few windy days there are just as many Bougainvillea blossoms on the ground as there are on the branches. Today at lunch Seth commented, "Someone needs to suck those flowers up!" Dad!!
Well, Dad's working overtime for his small family. Not so small, actually. It seems strange that our 5 will be 6 in a matter of days.
My struggle of late: patience. It can be pinned down to the fact that I feel stretched--in more ways than one. This explains the frequent snapping. The irony here is that I don't want to be doing anything else. I'm doing exactly what I always planned and dreamed. I'm completely lucky. I have everything I need. I'm head-over-heels for my three kids. I have a doting spouse.
It seems perspective gets "blown off" too easily in my daily equation. Not only that, before I have a chance to notice what's missing it has been sucked up and ground to pieces. Something to work on?