My Son

My first born turned 20 this week. Although he has legally been an adult for two years, being twenty years old seems like a real milestone into adulthood. When I look at him (and he came home from college to celebrate with the family this weekend), I see a fine young man. No - this is not a rant about how did time fly by so fast.

I've enjoyed all of these twenty years. Each stage of his development brought new wonder. I'm still amazed by the occasional remark or behavior. But, then I know I'm completely prejudiced - I'm his mother.

The day my son was born was truly the happiest day of my life - or at least the first such completely wonderful event. (The birth of my daughter two years later was also a awesome experience. But, this is not about her.) The initial days I spent caring for my son were so natural and perfect. Time seemed to stand still. I was on the baby's time schedule, not that of the world. There was nothing. . . but baby, daddy and me in our universe. I was filled with completeness and endless love.

I re-live that time again every September when my son's birthday comes around. I carry that feeling of peace and love forever in my heart. I recall it so well, it seems like a very short time ago.

I hope it always does.

Rosh Hashanah - A moving occurrence...

I read this in our work newsletter today and was interesting. So I'm sharing this here with you. Everyone should take time and reflect on the sins of the past year... probably would make a difference in how we treat each other.

Rosh Hashanah occurs 163 days after the first day of Passover. The earliest date on which Rosh Hashanah can fall is Sept. 5; the latest it can occur is Oct. 5.

During Rosh Hashanah, those who follow Jewish tradition review the mistakes they made in the past year and resolve to make improvements in the upcoming year. There are many traditions associated with Rosh Hashanah. The sounding of the shofar—a ram’s horn—during prayer services is one of the oldest traditions. Afterward, participants eat a festive meal in which challah and apples are dipped into honey. On the next day, they eat a new fruit not yet eaten that season. Many Jews also observe the Tashlich ritual. They symbolically cast off the sins of the previous year by tossing pieces of bread or other food into a body of flowing water.

Stiff Upper Lip

There are times when it's hard to maintain a positive attitude.

This week has tried my good nature. It's like a little dark rain cloud has been following me around. Hey, you! Get off of my cloud. (Wisdom credits - Jagger/Richards)

Perhaps it's biorhythms or something physical, but I truly believe it's metaphysical. I've been tired and kinda bummed out about having both of my kids off to college. Yes, I miss my little girl. It's an adjustment period I know I must go through. Layered on top is work pressures. Just plain old normal aggravation, but this week it's magnified.

Oh, and I got a $100 parking ticket (ouch). That was the icing on the week.

But, not really. Today is only Thursday and there are 2 more days left in the week. So, I'm gonna pick up my sorry sack of bones, dust off the seat of my pants, and have two really great days to balance off the week - so it's not a total loss.

What a great idea. Glad I thought of it.

It's really that simple, simple!

Go out and have yourself a great day too.