A very wise person once told me, "It's not who you are on the inside, but what you do that matters."
What are you doing?
My answer? Not enough.
My solution? Start. Somewhere. Anywhere. But start. And then start again.
a photo blog featuring the things i love the most
Number twenty-three: taking my mom kayaking for the first time when she turned 60.
It was awesome. More awesome still was my dad flipping his kayak within the first 15 minutes of the river trip. Into the rapids. And being carried downstream for 5 minutes before having the opportunity to get back in. I wouldn't laugh if he hadn't survived. But he did. Of course, I'm pretty sure that was the first and last kayaking trip of his life. Finally, my mom's end-of-trip tip in the muddiness of the river bank, rounded out the highlights of our fantastic family fun.
So, I've been a little down lately. And since this blog is, well, not about that, I figured I was at least capable of pulling together a list of things that are, still, good. Great, even. It's not real for anyone to be bursting with happiness all the time, and it's definitely not real for me.
But, still, for these things I am grateful. But, still, for these things I consider myself blessed beyond what is deserved. But, still, for these things, I start perking back up again and realizing - hey, it's not so bad.
a niece or nephew on the way (!!!)
the Weepies station on Pandora
thinking about my next photo adventure
a new uniball pen with a very fine point
a fridge full of food