Monday, April 24, 2006

Reflections of. . .ME.

Some mornings when I run, I can just turn on my music and fly. Today wasn't one of those days. I was in a thinking mood this morning. It might have had something to do with the fact that it was raining torrents. Perhaps it was because I had to wear my old running shoes. Some would suggest that my efforts to avoid worm murder make for a more contemplative mood. Regardless, I felt reflective. This mood of introspection brought an epiphany of sorts. I realized today that I'm okay! In fact, I'm really great. Undoubtedly, I have lots of faults. Remember how I'm reading the Old Testament and at the rate I'm going won't finish until 2030? Remember how I've started to bite my nails again? Remember how I ate chocolate cake for breakfast? Blaming Mark for that one! I could probably go on for quite sometime--reviewing my many faults and wishing I was living someone else's life. NOPE. . . .not today. Today I slid into my car after a day working a job I love, looked into the rear view mirror to apply some lip gloss. Have I ever mentioned how much I love lip gloss? Oh, it does my heart good. Anyway, I'm looking in that mirror and see that I'm truly happy. Is that possible for a 29 year old single girl? You bet it is! I not only have lots of exciting things going on in my life, but I also have lots of the happiest moments in my life to look forward to. I hope it isn't raining tomorrow morning, I don't know how much of this reflective business I can handle.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Someone in our house was very angry at a certain lawnmower yesterday, so then I ate some chicken nuggets and I felt better. This came after an epic battle with the toilet on Saturday night. I dominated in that s.o.b in the end. I suggest frequent trips to the local Arctic Cirlce to make you feel better and remind Kimmy of her heritage.

Anonymous said...

Oops, I put an errant 'in' after dominated.

Anonymous said...

Eric my boy - the toilet's name is NOT s.o.b. It is MALIGNANT PIG. I learned that after I was married a few months. Maybe you better have a little chat with your favorite father-in-law - he named our toilet "malignant pig". Well come to think of it I think he had two names for it - hummmmm let me see - yes, I remember - that "S.O.B" AND "MALIGNANT PIG".

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