My super power : Making warriors

 I love to create, make things, grow things. Not everything works out as planned and I could probably start a book on Pinterest fails, but as long as I'm having fun and learning things-I'll keep on trying and doing especially when I consider my successes. 

Oh those purple first prize ribbons are nice. Real nice. I think I'll always treasure them, but you know what I treasure more?

My kids.

Those crazy little brats have grown up to be incredible adults. They're brave. They'll stand up for what they think is right and even fight for what's right. It would just be so easy to say nothing and just roll with the flow, but they don't. Not one of them is capable of just keeping their mouth shut and letting something go down. It's making life a little more difficult, but I can't be more proud.

My little warriors. Not so little anymore. 

Remembering 9/11

 Nineteen years ago, The Twin Towers fell and America's innocence was shattered. Never had so much devastation come to our country and it hit like nothing before.  Today's feed is blasted with images of that day. I can tell you where I was. What I was doing and I can tell you what I was feeling.  I remember the pit I carried in my stomach for days. I remember how sore my eyes were. I remember trying to explain to my kids what had happened without scaring them. I don't think I succeeded.  I know they were scared. We all were. 

There were so many heroes that showed themselves on that day. Some we may never hear about.  

Has it been ten years?

 Oh I know it has. A wonderful ten years. I went to the beach to return to find this:

We usually go somewhere for our Anniversary. We made several different plans but they all went south due to the pandemic restrictions.  So we went with an abreviated version of last years plan that was cancelled due to a hurricane. For the last three years, someone has gone with us on vacation.  Wonderful memories were made, but this year it was just Dwight and I. I think we needed it. 

Sometimes you get so caught up in making a living and working,  you forget how important the little things are...like making coffee for your person just the way they like it. Like sitting in a car for hours with no radio and just talking. Like spooning.  Like making each other laugh just for the hell of it. Like putting someone's happiness before your own. 

An another Anniversary to realize how incredibly lucky I am.