i have missed writing and have missed sharing thoughts, plots and tips... at some point i got just plain wore out thinking and chasing and working all day with young ones and couldn't imagine one more thought going in their direction; but that isn't useful for me, this writing is what keeps me sane and keeps the brain cleared of chaos and focused on beauty. i have enjoyed driving each day and seeing the green leaves emerge first as buds, then as lacy foliage against the sky and today the trees are almost full and only hints of blue peek through - as i write this i remember that a few nights ago, or maybe it really was a week ago, there was a tornado warning here in the city... as i listened to the sirens sound i turned on the radio on the computer - of course the two pre-teens were in the yard tornado-chasing while i half listened to the warnings while continually reminding myself that IF we had to run to the basement i had best not forget the infant sleeping - i had visual nightmares of being huddled in the basement and seeing the house lift off only to realize then that he was still in his crib; who needs to sleep to have nightmares?
i am eternally grateful for the women who have seen a need and arrived - they are why i tell my adult daughters to nurture relationships with women; it is these relationships that sustain us
this whole experience however has made me understand the glee that men must feel as they leave for work each day - those men who leave the woman and children behind while they work/meet/work-socialize all day.... the giddiness i feel when i can walk out the door for a brief three hours of work each wednesday - such a feeling of "ah"....
so many appointments have occurred, been missed and scheduled since last i wrote - this taking care of kids placed by the county has requirements beyond human capability or current gas prices. i know that social workers go to school to become social workers to help people - however, at some point, another part of their brain must take over and it all goes a little wonkey
hence my grannie tip: do whatever you can to outsmart the ^%$#*#$'s
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