I have a tendency to take on too much... I find I too succumb to Newton's laws - I stay in motion when life requires it, and sink into a quiet respite of inactivity when the opportunity presents itself. When I married my husband, he thought I never had moments of inactivity - everything was planned, often noted on a list, and typically executed. Today I found it difficult to muster the motivation to slip on a summer dress from my bath robe - ah, the joys of maternity leave... with nothing to do but nurture our son. Soon I will return to being a productive member of the community, but for now I am simply enjoying this sabbatical from (or perhaps to) life.
One of those undone 'tasks' on the unwritten 'to do' list is our birth announcement. We're beginning to make some headway though... my brother took the photos and I have weeded down the 200 plus images to about 10. Here are some of the final picks.
A heartfelt thank you to all of you who joined us in remembering my father on April 30th. I still waiver somewhere between denial and acceptance in my journey grieving this loss. It was wonderful to see so many faces who have been intricately woven into his/our/my life over the years. Folks I haven't seen since childhood and others I had not known, but with whom I share a common admiration and love.
Parenthood is teaching me so much more about my relationship with my father. I am gaining a deeper appreciation for who he was as a person and the choices he made in life. When we let some of his ashes go in a local river, my brother said "thanks for all you have done for us" - and continues to do. An old friend, who has also lost her father told me her young daughter often has conversations with an 'invisible friend' - the friend she believes is her father, acting as a guardian angel. I'd like to believe my dad is now (one of) our guardian angel, if not as Laton's imaginary friend, then in the way I read to him articles in The Economist rather than children's books or in how Eric and I are working together to avoid those 'irreversible mistakes' he always warned against. As I write this Laton's decided to take his first binky. Kura, it was a NUK.
One of those undone 'tasks' on the unwritten 'to do' list is our birth announcement. We're beginning to make some headway though... my brother took the photos and I have weeded down the 200 plus images to about 10. Here are some of the final picks.
A heartfelt thank you to all of you who joined us in remembering my father on April 30th. I still waiver somewhere between denial and acceptance in my journey grieving this loss. It was wonderful to see so many faces who have been intricately woven into his/our/my life over the years. Folks I haven't seen since childhood and others I had not known, but with whom I share a common admiration and love.
Parenthood is teaching me so much more about my relationship with my father. I am gaining a deeper appreciation for who he was as a person and the choices he made in life. When we let some of his ashes go in a local river, my brother said "thanks for all you have done for us" - and continues to do. An old friend, who has also lost her father told me her young daughter often has conversations with an 'invisible friend' - the friend she believes is her father, acting as a guardian angel. I'd like to believe my dad is now (one of) our guardian angel, if not as Laton's imaginary friend, then in the way I read to him articles in The Economist rather than children's books or in how Eric and I are working together to avoid those 'irreversible mistakes' he always warned against. As I write this Laton's decided to take his first binky. Kura, it was a NUK.
