Two weeks ago I started in a new position out at Simpson in Financial Aid, today my sister, mom, Judah and Zoe came to see me and my new office. Yep I have an office!! With a door! ...It doesn't take much to make me happy. Judah comes in with his transformers, full with sounds effects and everything and pauses briefly to say... "this is a small office..." Thanks dude, way to burst Kiki's bubble... :) Ah, the honesty of a five year old, gotta love it. Zoe on the other hand completely decked in her princess garb, embraces my love for my office a little more readily, wanting to play on the computer, spin in my chair and drink my coffee... future CEO I think...
As she tips my coffee, officially christening my desk she starts to cry, and there are muffled "sorry Kiki, sorry Mama's" hiccuped throughout I can't help but laugh... No biggie, whats coffee on a couple papers. Though ok truth be told I was in such desperation for that sweet nectar of the Dutch Bro gods that licking the paper did run through my mind...
Anyway, I was thinking about that later this afternoon, and the whole idea of "don't cry over spilt milk"... why sit and soak in the things that you can do nothing about? I know in the past I have been master of not letting go. Beating every decsion made, every word spoken and every mistake to a bloody pulp. Thank you Lord that I have been released from that. What an exhausting way to live. What's done is done, all you can do is clean it up to the best of your ability and move on. No sense dwelling on it.
Funny cause it's in this moment now that I will choose to even further release a few things from my mind, heart and life... the coffee has been spilt, no need to cry.. just wipe it up and get on with the day.
Judah did have his moment in my office tho when he spotted a picture of the two if us and leaned in for a closer look and said "awwwww...". Man I love that boy. Not sure that anyone will ever top my list like he does. I hope that someday he will look back and have memories of playing with me, talking with me and just livin life and will want to find a girl that is a combo of his momma and his "Kiki".
I wrote him a letter the day he was born, someday he'll read it, I haven't thought about it again until today actually.... I am sad to watch him grow up and not be a baby anymore but man, oh man I can't wait to see the lady killer he is going to be. Not to mention the man of incredible honor and faith he will be as a reflection of his Dad.
Anyway, that's all random thoughts for the day... I love my family, would be ablsolutley lost without them!!
Thanks for coming by guys! You made a Monday a lil' less "monday-ish"
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