There’s A Lot Of Bugs In That Light

I like making goals, makes me feel like I might actually accomplish something. Only problem is those goals stay in a dusty notebook inside my head. I verbalize them occasionally, especially if it is something I might actually be able to reach.

I watched part of a lecture by a man who is dying. Except for the fact he has cancer, he is much healthier than I am and driven to achieve every dream he has ever had. Does it take the face of death for us to realize what is really important?

The hubby and I talk about wanting to be minimalists all the time. Can’t tell from all the crap in our house. We have storage but even that is overflowing. There are days I wish I could turn the house over and dump everything out. Neither Chad nor I grew up with much money. We always had what we needed but not much more. I think we are making up for it now. Certainly is hard to teach our children how to respect things when there are too many things around.

I have a friend that doesn’t have a TV. I cannot imagine what that is like. But I bet her kids are well rounded. I don’t even think they have a video game consol, they could afford it but they don’t need it. Focus on your own family, huh, what a concept. I would so love to stay home, take care of my kids and eliminate the things that get in the way of us being a family.

Back in the old west there was one bedroom and the family shared it. That sounds very comforting to me. But then mom and dad wouldn’t have much time together. Guess that is why they had “rolls in the hay.” I think families today are missing their center. We work so hard to earn what our family wants and needs and we forget that the most inportant part is each other.

Well, I will get off my horse now and stand on the ground. My notebook is back on the shelf and will again gather dust. It takes strength to swim upstream but I don’t think my fins are strong enough yet.