Early morning thoughts...

I woke up this morning at 5:00 a.m. for no good reason at all.  No seminary today.  No walking buddy waiting on me.  Just awake.  Thinking.  You know, that dreamy, guazy, can't-get-back-to- sleep thinking.  I like it.  Some of my best ideas, most profound thoughts, and greatest epiphanies come during these times.  I can't share what I thought specifically about this morning, it's too personal, but I can share what it made me feel.  

I feel so incredibly grateful for motherhood.  What an incredible gift we have been given as women.  The ability to create life.  A little God-like science experiment going on inside our bellies for 9 months--and then, presto!  A real-live human being.  Ten little fingers, ten little toes.  A body and spirit--ours to mould into a beautiful, moral,  intelligent soul.  Powerful and heady stuff.  

What I am most grateful for is that knowing that even when things don't turn out perfectly, when things don't go according to our plan, it will be okay.  Because there is Someone who is in charge of the real plan.  The best plan.  Not everyone can say that they know this.  I feel lucky to know what I know and to have been tutored at the knee of humble parents who knew and loved me enough to share this gift with me.  Blessings to them.

SHE"S BAAAAAACK!!!

Back to blogging, back to Maui, and back in the saddle.  Yessirree.  

My only excuse for not having blogged for so long is that I have been so busy living life, that I haven't had time to chronicle it.  Clearly, I could NEVER be a scrap-booker.  I would have piles and piles of photos laying around languishing in heaps, waiting to be scrapped.  The guilt and shame of it would kill me.  No, an empty blog is enough. 

 So you wanna know what I've been doing?  Well, most of you who care enough to read this blog already know, but here goes.  A summer spent in Idaho included:  Rain, a dusting and cob-web-ridding binge, swimming and canoeing in the pond, COLD early morning walks, thunder and lightning storms, girl's days (although not enough), dinner with friends, trips to Alturas, lots of mosquito-slapping,  play-time in my studio, a family reunion, antiquing, dirt-bike riding, 4th of July parade, bbq, and fireworks, airplane rides, a trip to Blackfoot, a girls only trip to SLC, gardening (or as I like to put it "playing in the dirt"), swinging in the hammock, a community picnic, water-skiing on the Snake, dr. and dentist appointments, sewing, weeding, trips to KB's, 24th of July parade, oh yeah, and enough cleaning of the homestead to satisfy this neat-freak for a long time.  Needless to say, it was immensely satisfying and waaaaaaaay too short.  Kind of like eating an ice-cream cone in the summer-time.  I already miss it. 

 Sigh...

I think I'll go have some shave ice.