My Perspective

I find myself sitting in my room... and listening... to all the sounds that make up my world. I can hear the steady beating of the hammer from the basement. (My husband is determined to build an entirely different house down there, and I spend my time wondering who is going to clean all this new "space" being created.) I can hear my oldest darling son... and he's talking.. to no one in particular.. about computers, and legos and occasionally he stops.. to get a breath.. and then continues.. My youngest is making sounds of silliness. Some sort of game he made up, with a full cast of imaginary characters.. and there is the sound of silly, and a touch of crazy coming from his direction tonight.. I listen and realize.. These are special days. These are Moments. The kids will eventually grow and I will eventually return to sanity (hopefully) and the Mister will finish one empire and then start on another. The boys will grow and they will be amazing.. in EVERY way. I will do my best to ruin them for whatever girls may come along. Because, afterall that's my job!

     I talk a LOT, but I find myself listening too.. there is a certain ring to a child's voice or a certain pitch in a mothers tone.. ESPECIALLY when we have been pushed too far!

Sometimes when we listen..though, we hear things. Things that are not really directed at us. but MEANT for us. (That may not make sense but go with me here) I was sitting in my favorite salon the other day.. waiting for girlie things and the sounds of hairdryers and beloved styling tools. A woman came in and asked her stylist to "Please cut my hair VERY short" Now, apparently this stylist has been with her for sometime and she reacted with " Nooooo, you have been working so hard to grow it all out" and the woman.. in a very calm still voice said " I have cancer, it's all going to fall out, I would prefer it be short when it happens."  In that moment, all the rough edges of stress for the day faded away. I didn't hear pity, but through my averted downward "OMG, I have nothing to complain about ever" stare at the floor and through my tears that come unwelcome (crying in public is sooo NOT my thing) .. I heard PERSPECTIVE.  And.. that's what I really needed to hear for the day, week, year. Happy New Year Ya'll. I hope it's the very best one yet to all whom I love and adore. :)