I'm not ready

I wrote a great poem a few nights ago. Only, I was in bed and the poem didn't scream at me very loudly; so I didn't get up to write it down.

This happens to me. The less I write, the less urgently I feel about getting it down. So it swirls around in my head, stopping me up and blocking really good stuff.

I wish I hadn't ignored it. My words are so much better when I don't ignore them.

Tomorrow I'm participating in the Portland to Coast relay race. I'm under-prepared and under-trained. Between vacations, injuries, and an overwhelming fatigue I have not accomplished the things I wished to.

Wish me luck. I think I might need it.

Gratitude list - day... uh, oops

I've lost track of what day I'm on. I was supposed to share three things every day but I'm traveling and didn't keep up. So here are a few things that I'm really grateful for; does excessive gratitude make up for inconsistency?

• Family - most of my family is in California so I don't see them often. I'm happy for this chance to see them and spend some time reconnecting.
• Steve - my husband is awesome and supportive. I appreciate him and the love he shares so freely.
• Perspective - the ability to change how we feel about something by changing how we view it; the opportunity we have to let bad feelings go once we change our attitude; the ability to recognise that in the eternities, some things just don't matter. It's sort of a big deal.

Baby cousin

"I was afraid you wouldn't like me; I was afraid I wouldn't be what you expected."

This is what my 14 year old cousin told me when I met her for the first time today, and then my heart broke wide open.