As we are still residents of Indiana, legally, Chris and I voted by absentee ballot this year and sent those off yesterday.
Feels great to have voted and been part of the process…and then to sit back and wait until next week to see what happens.
Obviously, there is no doubt about who got my vote for president. But, this is not a venue for talking politics.
Instead this is a place to talk about learning and living and not taking any of it too freakin’ seriously.
Yes, there are serious issues afoot. Yes, there are scary things happening to many, many families who have worked hard for years to do the right thing, pay their bills, pay their taxes — and now the actions of others who were in it for money, are negatively impacting them.
I have deep compassion for those in these awful situations.
But I make no decisions out of fear. I turn to that place within my spirit that is connected to all other living things. And I remember that there is no need to stress, for I am well, my family is well. I am deeply grateful.
To stress over things out of my control is to disrespect all that is good and loving in my life.
So, I go forth with compassion and a willingness to help…but never with fear.
I encourage all to vote, even if your views are opposite of my own. Be part of the process.
I love the saying: Decisions are made by those who show up.
Or utilize an absentee ballot. 😉
Chris and I spent much of this past weekend getting ready for winter. In our case, since we still hadn’t unpacked some (ok, lots) of the moving boxes, this meant getting more organized.
A quick trip to IKEA and we had some more useable storage areas for the clothes and other misc stuff. Chris then spent the evening on Sat assembling. Thank goodness he likes doing that (or at least doesn’t mind it) because it would have driven me batty.
Sunday I unpacked and organized. Though we did manage to get out of the apt for a while, go out for pizza, and stop at one of our favorite area parks. The following photos are from that park trip. This is Cabin John Park. It is my favorite. I love that there are trees everywhere. It seems that in Indiana almost all the playgrounds are in the middle of an open field…offering no shade or other relief to children playing in the hot, hot sun.
Enjoy! We did…
Yesterday was a blustery day here. But, we needed to get out of the apartment for a while, so I got all attachlings bundled up for a park trip.
We had found the Mattie J.T. Stepanek Park on a different day, but hadn’t had a chance to explore it. So it was our destination.
Apparently over this past weekend a statue was placed and dedicated — Chris tells me that he read that Oprah was here for that and that would explain the huge crowd we saw at the park on Saturday when we tried to go there for some playtime.
All three of the children had a grand time, even if the breeze made it challenging. Whinnie especially loved the time. She astounds me everyday with what she can do and with her devotion to keeping up with the brothers.
After they’d played off alot of energy, we went over to the statue of Mattie in his wheelchair. The boys were very interested in all of it, the chair, the respirator tube, the life he lived, the disease that shortened his life. Whinnie was just interested in the dog portion of the statue.
It was a great outing. We had that perfect balance between monkey-wiggle time and something to think and talk about.
After the boys had gone back to the playground, with Whinnie still devoted to the dog, a flock of Canada Geese flew overhead. This is my favorite picture from an artistic standpoint (it’s the first one in the series below.) But they all are wonderful in terms of seeing children being children.
Have I mentioned that I’m delighted to have a working digital camera again?
Anyway, if I had been feeling sorry for myself (which I wasn’t at all) this would have been a cure for it. Mattie lived (it would seem to me) a very full life in not quite 14 years.
I watched my children play with new eyes though…thinking about Mattie’s mother and all she lived through and endured. She knew that Mattie had a death sentence because of his disease. But don’t we all know that about ourselves and our children?
It is the human condition. We will die. Sound negative? It isn’t in my heart. It is motivating. Knowing that my time is limited motivates me to do everything I can NOW to be fully alive in this life that has been gifted to me…
It went from too hot to play outside much to too cool to go outside without a jacket in about a week here. I hope that is not common.
We’re mostly hanging out at home this week. I think the children really miss home on the weekends and just want to BE during the week. They like to build and read and play on the computer and do crafts/arts projects.
Here’s a few more pix:
Our camera died as we were visiting the children’s museum in Indy for the last time before the move. Thankfully, with the new camera up and going, I was able to retrieve those pix as well.
Here’s Whinnie in June; and then on Saturday…
And here we are in front of the Rose Garden at the White House.
And this is how close we were to the White House. Seriously, if it weren’t for security, it would have been only a few steps to go right in and look around 😉
And the whole family. Here’s a look from the White House towards the Washington Monument and, in the distance, the Jefferson Memorial site.
And Metro-ing back home…everyone was quite tired!
Yesterday was such a busy day for us we were not home at all from breakfast to bedtime.
We had been scheduled to tour the West Wing of the White House. Although we didn’t get to do that, we did get to participate in the Garden Tour…which is held three times per year. Our White House staff friend, Zaina, met us at the gate which allowed us to bypass the very, very long line to get in.
It was awesome.
What is even more awesome is that we finally got a new digital camera yesterday…so I have new pix…80 of them. 🙂
I’ll get around to uploading those from the new camera to the computer asap and then post the best of them here.
As for the West Wing tour…we’ll do that some other day. For yesterday, a cool, clear day in Washington DC, it was absolutely awesome to be outside. We had the beauty of the architecture of the White House…and we could see the gardens, the Washington Monument and the Jefferson Memorial.
Who knows what’s in store for today? Hopefully time to let the blisters on my feet heal. 🙂
Just not online very much.
I’m making a conscious effort to find more balance in my life…and that means turning off the computer more.
Also I’m busy making christmas presents for the grandparents and closest friends.
This is a lonely time for me. I don’t know anyone here beyond cashiers at the grocery store. I have some online connections to people relatively close to me, but I’ve not made any IRL connections.
And I don’t have any enthusiasm for doing so. It all seems so much effort and just not worth the work. I had a wonderful group of friends back in Indianapolis and I don’t want to put that kind of effort into collecting a tribe around me again…especially since I don’t know if we’ll stay in Maryland very long.
I sound depressed, this I know. But I’m not so sure that it is depression as much as it is acknowledgement that a transition this big has consequences and takes time to work through. I am grieving, yes, for a life that is no longer. But I am not quick to think I need to take a pill to fix it. I need time. I need to heal. I need to find my way in this new reality. And that is not something I can force or rush.
So, I live in my loneliness knowing that it has something to teach me.
So, I try to meet all my familys’ various needs while supporting my spirit.
So, I try to respect natural cycles (like the moon phases, to which I am paying much attention these days) and natural feelings.
And I look into my beautiful daughter’s soulful eyes and I know why I want to work through this, not suppress it.
They deserve the best I can muster.
I will emerge from this cocoon when I am ready. All cocoons are self-made and the creature within knows when it is time to emerge and spread new wings…