I have one good friend who has pledged to kick me if I say anything that dumb again, but sadly, she was in another continent while I had this conversation. All I can do is offer up this 90 second montage.
That’s the thing about Kevin– the thing I want to reciprocate– he doesn’t just see the best in me, he assumes motion toward my best, propping me up, holding my hand and urging me on. He reminds me who I am, who I want to be. More importantly, he’s willing to take the risks inherent in making those leaps together.
While I’m quite certain Matilda has her own special dancing talent, it turns out, most babies do. From the Ice Age to present day, dancing and music have helped us not only have fun and connect, but also survive.
Giving a gift says, “hey- I thought of you when you weren’t here- you stay in my heart.”
There’s no surprise that we’re not raising girls who think dangerous science could be fun- we’re too busy telling them cleaning is fun.
Today is officially my first “run” back to having an uncluttered life. It is just a beginning. 15 miles seems impossible, but I plan on jumping in for as much as I can handle until I can handle more.
Mom- do not google. In fact stop reading now- there’s cussing.