Thought Salad

Tag: children

  • Legends

    What does it mean to be a legend? We all know the stories of people and places, memories of our collective past that are told, retold Whether of vampires and goblins, or people larger than life. Holidays are part of that, and we all celebrate our own. Santa, The twelve nights, Dias de los muertes,…

  • Christmas prep

    December tenth, and time is slipping past me. I’ve carefully budgeted my time down to the hour most days, in order to get everything done. Exercise in the wee hours, snatching ten minutes of writing here and there, work, kids, spending time with friends and family whenever possible. December’s exhausting, and I haven’t even gotten…

  • Saturday Date night

    Another Saturday bites the dust, one less of my 4000 left. ( I’d been listening to a podcast, and one of the speakers has that as their website, which gave me a sad glimpse into how many Saturday’s I have left. Not nearly enough.) So I made the most of this one. I cleaned, cooked…

  • Christmas season

    The season has fully kicked off. After a full day of work, I quickly ran to buy a few presents for the gift exchange before getting home with just enough time to put the appetizers in the oven before the first guests showed up. Our first work Christmas party for our new clinic. Small but…

  • Sleepyhead

    His halo shines Angelic in the light Saintly is his sleeping face, Quietly breathing in the night. He fell asleep with a little gasp Fighting to the last Now I sit here silently, until alertness has past. My little boy, My bright small one I love you more each day, my little man, my sun.

  • Sunday afternoon and the Christmas tree

    Today was full of events, big and small, good and bad. It was a full Sunday of everyday moments. I snuggled my little guy as he woke up, at 5 am today, and somehow convinced him to come to the garage while I exercised. He was still tired I think, likely why it was successsful.…

  • Saturday morning

    I’m really feeling my age today. Stuff and creaky when I got up, I padded around getting the couch ready for my early morning riser. Never sleeping past six am on days when I’m home, he opens his door slowly and I hear him call for me. Carrying his favorite blue blanket, he sits on…

  • Ragnarok

    Friday. My end of the week. Still struggling with my altered, torch singer-with-a-cold voice, I headed to work already dreaming about the end of the day. Once again, an early day… that morphed into a late day, causing me to be so grateful I hadn’t booked myself for clinic. By the time I left job…

  • Misery loves solitude

    The last day of November for another year, and my head is a cloudy mess. Full of jumble and lacking a voice, somehow I made it through the day. I’d like to say I was treated to hot tea and foot rubs all day, but alas, I’m neither rich nor on vacation. Instead, I made…

  • Viral

    Long day, feeling as though my chest was caving in. Breathing got tighter as the day progressed, with intermittent wheezy-coughing beginning in the evening. Luckily, I don’t work tomorrow. Oh wait, that’s a dream hahahaha. Nope, full day of clinic ahead. Trying to figure out now how to work without coughing on anyone, although without…