My Love/Hate Relationship

I have a love/hate relationship with exercise.  There are many reasons why I do exercise.  It keeps me healthy.  I get to eat more.  I feel better mentally and physically when I exercise.  I like how I feel when I exercise.  It's time that I can spend on myself.  But I have to be honest, most of the time, I really don't like to exercise.  Very rarely do I look forward to exercising.  And when I am in the actual act of exercising, I just can't wait to be done.  So to you exercise, I just have to say, I love you...but I wish you were easier to live with sometimes. 

What Is Normal?

As I watch my children throughout the day, I often ask myself, "What is normal?"  Is this behavior that I am witnessing normal for children?  Normal for boys?  Or are my boys cut from a different cloth.  I often hear words such as "poopy", "yuck!", or watch them attempt to play a game called Monster.  And while I try not to force them to be any other than who they are, I do want them to be respectful and love one another as well as those around them.   It amazes me that I have created these new beings with a will to have their own opinions and be uniquely independent of me.  But sometimes I just have to ask, "Why can't they be a little more normal?"

Friends

The older I get, the more I value my friendships.  I feel lucky to have these people in my life.  I hope they know how much they are loved and appreciated.  At times in my life, I've had the privilege of living close to some of my friends.  And at other times I've had to live far away from my friends.  I am having to say good-bye to one of my dear friends, Kristin, as she and her family move to Australia.  I wish them all the best, but secretly hope they move back to the states soon. 

Although my communication with my friends is not as often as I'd like, these people are still so important to me, and I don't know what I'd do without them.  Thank you friends, for the wonderful impact you make on my life.

Losing Someone Is Never Easy

from left to right: Donald, Jeff, Brandon, Craigan, Chad

Yesterday Jeff and I attended a funeral/memorial of a friend that Jeff went to school with.  He was too young to die.  He was a father of a 10 year son and a 2 year old daughter.  He and Jeff had many memories from high school, college and many fun times since then.  I met him twice and liked him immediately.  He was just that kind of person.  He was respectful, kind-hearted, genuine.  It was hard to say good-bye.  I know that death is a part of life, but I look forward to the day when death is no longer an option.  Good-bye Chad.  We will never forget you.

Mother of Three

I've recently become a mother of three.  I never could have imagined what life would be like with three kids.  Here is a pic of our first, Daniel when we were still in the hospital.  He's 4 now.  How quickly time has gone by.  I love my boys, and I feel lucky every day to have them in my life.  Life is busy.  We are always on the go.  Does life ever slow down?  Probably not, and I suppose I wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Just Starting

Today, I've started another blog.  I had one on our website, but we recently decided not to keep our website any longer.  I thought it would be fun to start another blog.  I find that every once in a while I miss my old blog.  It's late, and I need to go to bed.  So I shall write more later.