The Missing...

Yes... Once upon a time... their was a little white house with warm yellow light spilling through the windows, the frost from the fresh foot of snow and artic chill air poking at its warmth... You can see the fire lit in the hearth and smell the fresh wood smoke on the air... curling around you like a warm blanket... The tree lights sending kaleidoscope sparkles across the glass paned windows... ahhh... the holidays...  k well whatever... It is that time of year again... You know the one... where the Holidays are over and you are breathing a sigh of relief just to know that your house is starting to resemble normal! Well as normal as any busy family of 5 can resemble! 


Yes, the decorations somehow coming down; while cozy when they were up, make your house look rather bare... Yet it is SOOOO CLEAN looking... K well at least until the kids re-clutter the area's. It almost has the feel of spring-cleaning in the air... Could it be the unusually Warm weather we are having in MN this time of year?... the NEED TO PURGE! Yes, my children's closets/bedrooms have already been done... The Bathroom Cabinet and Bedroom Closet and Night stand... and tomorrow while I am off the hall closets and kitchen cabinets! So should you (my husband and children) be looking for anything specific and be unable to find the item of your minds interest.... perhaps it had been left unattended just a tad too long... and it is now donated or garbage...


Not only is this the time of year to purge... as you look for what is missing... I am feeling a bit lost without the scent/sight of SNOW... that we still don't have... The crisp air... the smell of gas from powering up the snowmobiles which have yet to be removed from the trailer... but are polished and ready to go... Ice fishing with my dad... God rest his soul... and all of the Memories that seem to be missing... but come racing back around the holidays... So... to each of you and yours... Well Wishes this New Year to last you!

Tired Tuesday!

I arrive home after being at work for a double shift to find my only daughter cocooned in my bed covers next to her Dada... Grinning because she got to sleep there instead of me... I laugh... knowing it will only ever happen when I work the night shift, as she is just getting much too big to sleep with us. She grumbles as I push her over and crawl in too... As she says to me "I got to sleep in your bed last night" in the snottiest voice possible... does she know how lucky she is? After being up for 25+ hours I find my humor in lack of sleep... Remembering back when she was little enough to crawl in between us and we wouldn't know she was even there, until her feet were somehow in our faces or ribs...

I have reveled in pictures this last week... taking note in the everyday chaos of our lives. I have found that I am still/yet missing so much... Suddenly I blink and our oldest, Garrett at 13 1/2 went from 5'8" in Sept. 2010 to his now 6'1", our daughter, Erica is 22lbs heavier and 6 inches taller since last fall and suddenly has acne, is more moody and has more evidence of the onset of puberty at barely 9... seriously... 9! Bringing up the rear is our youngest boy Dylan, who at just weeks into 7 is catching up to his big brother and sister and learning to defend himself against the masses... PRIDE for our youngest child...

Again... my tired mind is going over this as I lay here wanting to go to sleep... knowing I have to wake up that little man who is our youngest and get him on the Summer School bus, before I can fall fast into the softness of my bed and get some much needed rest, before that same bus arrives back at the house to drop him off... Yet still... laying here next to my daughter I have to look down at her and notice that she is just a foot shorter than I myself am... and just when did that all happen? My eyes drift slowly closed... I fight the sleep... with my hand held solitaire game slowly falling from my fingers... only to snap awake and jump out of bed to wake that little man and scoot him out the door...

Forty minutes later I find myself nestled into the cocoon of the same bed covers I was so jealous of my daughter being curled in.. to find myself drifting easily off to sleep... Which brings me to my point this afternoon... As I awake after only a couple hours of lost sleep... knowing I will find the rest tonight... I myself am taking life much much much too seriously, and I am missing some of it! Life just isn't meant to be this serious... their isn't a shred of evidence that states life has to be so serious! It is much too short... we have all lost a loved one, a pet, a friend but most of all we have lost time...

This week I strive to take a breath... enjoy the scenery... remember that I can't get there any faster than they can even when they rush, and to smile!