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Sleeping with bread: downs and ups


My Monday morning is going to be a busy one. So for the sake of following through with Sleeping with Bread today I think I will use a list format. Hope you don't mind. After all, bread is bread right?

Downs:

Household chores are running away with the house. I find myself wishing I had one of those robot vacuum cleaners to meander around while I was working.

My friend and co-worker had a seizure yesterday and was hospitalized. Sunday was a blur.

When people don't share the sharpies.

Cliques.

Seeing people I care for worried or upset and not knowing how to help.

Time seems to escape me lately.

Telemarketing calls.

Frosty mornings in March almost April! Sometimes spring seems so far away.

Ups:

Saturday was a road trip with my boys. It was book store and outlet rummaging for most of the afternoon. We finally had our Indian dinner at the REAL Indian restaurant. My birthday dinner we'd planned in January had been snowed out, so it was wonderful to have the time this weekend.

Meeting Facebook friends in real time and space, and finding they are wonderful people. Just wish you lived closer!

Praying via IM with far-away friends.

Pockets of afternoon sun that almost seem summer like.

My lovely family all together for my daughter's 16th birthday breakfast. Waffle, scrambled eggs, strawberries, coffee and orange juice. YUM!

Making a birthday shirt with my daughter.

Driving with the windows down and the stereo very loud!


Did I mention, my baby girl is 16 today! WOW!

Ahh - and Love. Love is the biggest slice of bread there ever was - the most challenging - but the best!

Rilke -
"People look for easy solutions, for the easiest way to the easy...
but everything in nature grows and fights to grow and struggles at every cost and against all resistance to remain complete in itself and true to its fundamental nature...
It is also good to love - love being difficult. Love is perhaps the most difficult task given us, the most extreme, the final proof and test, the work for which all other work is only preparation."

Comments

Anonymous said…
I hope that your friend / coworker is doing better today.

Happy birthday Heather! Today is our very first exchange student's birthday too. Frauke is 24 years old today.
Pamela said…
I'll pray for your coworker.

Thank you for sharing your bread today. I hope you won't mind if I steal your idea and create a list today, too! :)
Mel said…
Oh and the greatest of these--is love!

Happy birthday to your 16 year old darling.

Windows down......music cranked up......wooohoooo for spring!
Unknown said…
Well, you know that I will use a list when necessary. Lists are good!

I LOVE that quote. In fact, I am going to go put it on Facebook right now.

I hope the week went well and that your co-worker was okay and that people shared the sharpies!
Tara Lamont said…
Thanks for all the prayers - my co-worker is home from hospital. Recovery will be a while, but they are HOME! That is good indeed!

Mary-Lue - I've missed you!

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