another day done

Another day is gone, and I have successfully put healthy, happy kids to bed. I got to entertain my best friend, Lauren, who I see entirely too little, and kissed my husband. I say that I am doing pretty well for myself. This all I can ask out of life. Lauren has been promoted to a store manager at Starbucks, and she is in love. I can say that she is healing for her dad's passing last fall. I feel confidence in the fact that I have learned that people can heal. What a horrible thing that happened...but how can you explain to someone that has been through so much pain, that they inspire you. Its not possible...but Lauren inspires me on levels I thought were unimaginable. And in teaching a friend of life, you learn much about your own. I have discovered about myself that I love to teach someone something new. I feel that when you explain yourself to someone...you make that which you are explaining that much more steadfast in you. I love that....I cannot get enough of it.

Today's mood is that I am in love. Although I only saw my husband today, I love him more. I know that he will be home tomorrow morning for his time off and it feels like Christmas. That feeling of excitement and anticipation, that you can barely sleep? That is the feeling I get for my husband...I assume that is a good quality. There is no one that I'd rather do life with.

My girls were beautiful today. I couldn't help but notice how long my Delaney's eyelashes have gotten, and how blue Ruby's eyes are. I couldn't help but laugh when Delaney told Ruby that she needed to make better decisions...and she is three. What much does she know about decisions? And we read Ladybug Girl! for a bedtime story. And made their beds. We worked in the yard today. I mowed and the girls helped me plant the new basil. We planted Moonbeam Coriopsis in front of our rosebud tree and I am concidering planted lots of purple coneflower in between my boxwoods...and who likes those anyway? I mowed the yard, and Delaney watered the plants. She gets this look on her face that screams of how proud of herself she is. What a unabashed quality for someone this tiny....I love it. When a person looks that proud at my age, they are assumed as pompous. What I love about my husband is that he gets that same look on his face when he has done something he is proud of... only with him, I enjoy the pureness of the moment. He is truly proud, and is matched with the feeling of excitement of someone enjoying his thoughtfulness. What a beautiful similarity between the two. Delaney's dimple in her chin is more pronounced than ever. She looks like Chevy Chase....how wonderful is that! Just like her daddy. Ruby....oh Ruby, i wonder where she comes from. I don't see myself in her, except when I stand above her, and look down...them sometimes, how her nose looks...reminds me of me. She is talking more than ever...and all I need is a video recorder....I don't want to miss one moment of their silliness....It keeps my thirsty.

I am in love...what can I say? What other moment do you feel this alive?