BORED......
So every year at this time I go through this phase when I have no energy or desire to do anything. All summer I have a reason to get up and entertain the kids. Even though we aren't on a schedule I feel it is my duty as a mom to keep them busy and make summer memories. This summer was no different. It wasn't full of grand adventures, but it was a fun summer. We went to Lagoon, we went camping, we went to Coeur d A'lene. Quinn got to go to LA and see Dodger's stadium and went flying with a friend for his birthday (his friend's birthday, not his- which is a whole different story because since he will be turning 12 in October he is not going to have a birthday this year as I am in total denial.) Jenna got to participate in dance camp with the High School dance team to improve her own dancing skills. Which unfortunately she won't be doing this year due to lack of time and choosing to participate in other sports. I was secretly hoping she wouldn't be any good at sports so I could continue to watch her dance. But she is good at everything she tries- so I will support her where her passions take her. Hard as it may be for me.
We have a foreign exchange student living with us from Spain. So far it is going well. She and Jenna get along and it is good for Jenna to have another girl in the house. Having someone new in our home to love reminded me of one of my first poems that I also turned into a song. I wrote it when our first foster children lived with us and would sing it to them at bedtime. Brings back sweet memories and a few tears.
Daddy, Will You Love Me?
Daddy, will you love me
will you call me your own?
Though not flesh of your flesh
or bone of your bone?
I came to this earth through another
but I call you father and mother,
so guide me and teach me
all that is right-
and at the end of each day
I'll kiss you good night.
Mommy, will you show me
all the things I must do
to take me to heaven
when my life is through?
I came to this earth through another
but I call you father and mother,
so guide me and teach me
all that is right-
and at the end of each day
I'll kiss you good night.
I'll watch and I'll follow
all the days of my life.
And at the end of each day
I'll kiss you good night.
When I first started this blog my intent was to write a poem a week, well that didn't happen but I can always try again. With all this new found time on my hands, who knows, it may become a regular thing.
Hope this finds you all well and as you start this new time of year you might find things to make you happy. Only 1 more hour of solitude- what shall I do with my time?
