After the roller coaster of a weekend and realizing that, well, I am not going to get through my first 30 days of rising early and doing my power hour as successfully as I originally planned, I am getting back to it. Maybe I will do it more on the weekdays and allow myself to postpone the 'early' by an hour or two on the weekends. Sounds like a plan...or at least an excuse for this past weekend.
Monday mornings are always hard to handle, unless your on vacation or retired or just lucky enough to love what you do. This morning I realized just how much of a morning person my son is not as he worked through his Monday morning routine of packing his bags and truck for the next week of insanity. My son, who has finally decided what path he wants to take and is working feverishly to pave it, packs for a week, living basically from his truck and a loaner couch so he can work from early to afternoon then sprint to an evening of school finishing just before the next day starts. I watch from the sidelines, hoping to help where I can but also staying as far from the running path as necessary so as not to trip him up or get stepped on as he passes. It is hard sometimes to stand back and just watch, but I'm learning.
Today, just like any other day, I watch him leave, but unlike other days, felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment followed up by a little pool in each eye. Why, you ask, would I be tearing up at this day, so similar to any other Monday. Today I felt comfort watching him do what he needed to succeed. Pushing through the things that could stop him, could detour him from hitting his goal and planning for those detours to ensure his success. Does he take the easiest paths, no, but that is ok...that is how he needs to push forward. He is making it his way which to a parent is such a wonderful thing to witness.
I know he got part of that drive from me. Time to follow his lead and do it too. Off to walk my path for the day. I hope as you are finishing my post you think of where you will point your shoes to today and feel blessed with each step.
Welcome to my world where weird things just happen. Yes, they just happen and here I will tell you, in rib-busting, explosive laughter filled commentary, just what a day in my world is like. I may also dive deep into my mind and pull out bits and pieces of information. Useful or not will be up to you to decide. So,sit back, grab popcorn and a box of tissues and enjoy the ride.
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