The First Day

So at this moment in my life I have:

1. A more than understanding husband.
2. Four boys who are better than either of us deserve.
3. Multiple pets most that we have cared for and loved for well over a decade.
4. A great house and neighborhood.
5. A great school that is educating our children.
6. Good, loyal, true friends.
7. A baby girl set to arrive the end of February.
8. Somehow managed to put myself in school to be a librarian.
9. Managed to stay in decent shape for a pregnant 35 year old.
10.Very strong opinions, and in order to become more bipartisan, know that I should rip my stickers off my van, but I just can't bring myself to do it!
11.Started thinking I may be a little depressed.

I have come to a point in my life where I realize that I am too busy. I am missing out on so many important things. I don't take pictures anymore. I don't fully listen to my children. I don't remember all of the funny things that they say, and I should. I know that I don't pay enough attention to my marriage.

When I tell my grandmother something, she always has something that she remembers, some little something. A story my grandfather told. A hotel where they stayed in Savannah.

I have so many things to do, most of them I signed up for, feel responsible for, and want to find a balance to keep doing what I'm doing, but do everything I can, all at a slower pace.

I don't want to look back on the day of my last birthday and not be able to remember a damn thing.

This is the first day of my journey to remember my life and the abundance of goodness it has to offer.