Wow.  I'm not really sure how to start with this...

Here I am.

Thursday night.

Sitting in my living room at 6pm with my 2yo son.

He's so sweet.

He really must know.

All kids must know when their parents are sad.

Poor Boston.

My 'Sweet Child of Mind'.

This morning, when we got up... I knew I wanted to take him somewhere glorious since I've been playing 1/2 mom lately.  Not being very promising and attending to him.

We hopped into the car and headed to Dunkin Donuts.  A place where Boston and Dada visit every single weekend morning.

Bubba got his sprinkled donuts.... and I got my stiff iced coffee.

Thinking the day would turn out to be just a simple. Usual. Day.

Wow.  Little did I know.

Poor kid was going to be stuck watching TV all Day Long.

And here we are... 6pm on a Thursday night.

And yet.  He is watching Dora.

He's never watched Dora in his life.


You see..

I've had some changes in my life.

No.  Not a new baby. Nor a new job, really.

I've been working with a not for profit for some time... it gave me a 'purpose'.  A mission.  A goal.

And I decided the work I was doing was leading me into the wrong direction when it comes to goals for myself and my family.

And the changes happened so fast... I'm lost.

I went from, up at 3am trying to get words across to...


But trying to be me.  Trying to share my thoughts and goals in this world and cover bases with a cooking apron.

And I don't cook.

Gosh.. I had a therapy lesson today.. and gotta be honest.  This has been MUCH better than that.  Not to mention.. 10 times cheaper.

There has definitely not been enough times in my life when I ask God for help in my healing process...

And this is definitely one of them.

Where have I seen this before:

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”



Cheers to a great night... with my best friend.