This used to be my favorite place in the whole world. I used to spend hours here just “being”. I haven’t been here in almost seven years. This is where the girl’s friends met to take pictures before the dance. Well not this exact spot….but the lake.
Everything is so different here now. To the left of both of these pictures are some brand new condos, who aren’t nearly as pretty as the trees that once stood there.
I guess it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I faced a demon today….and it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be.
I didn’t want to hang out at all, I was the first parent out and didn’t wait for everybody until I made it to the school….we waited there. So on some level it did effect me, but I could handle it.
I miss the water and I haven’t been able to find a new spot yet. Someday maybe…..
The girl and I both survived the preparations before the dance….barely. I was hot, my nose was running continuously, and the humidity was killing her curl. Finally I shove some tissues up my nose (yes I looked like a walrus) and started using more hairspray….it helped some. I felt bad for the girls who paid to have their hair done and then went to the lake in the rain. We just missed the rain, thank goodness I put the braid in or it wouldn’t have looked like she did anything to her hair.
Jeans post had me thinking all day….http://wholeyjeans.wordpress.com/2013/10/04/blueprint-of-happiness-recap-1/ what is really stopping me from doing all of the things that I want to do? Time was the only good answer I could come up with. Tomorrow afternoon at 3pm I start training at Pier 1. Now I will have less time, I have to find a way to get the kids to help out more. I want to do to many things, and besides…I am happiest when I am creating something…..Zia