Everything was going swimmingly. The sun was finally shining, our flowers were growing, and we even had tomatoes ripening on the vines. My kids had finally finished what could only be described as a harrowing 10 months. Their report cards were stellar. And not just stellar, they were outrageous. Basically that teacher who had tortured me all year was now extolling the greatness of my genius son. "He is a scientist who puts together facts like no other student". His fondness for learning would make any educator smile, she went on to say. Truth be told, reading her kind words made me feel a bit guilty.
But today is another day. My kids are exhausted and wild due to excessive programming at summer camp. My husband is away on yet another business trip, his second in 7 days. When i called my mother for the 3 time this evening, i realized that the reason she couldn't hear her phone because her home was filled with revellers celebrating my little sister's birthday. Seems that the whole extended family was together enjoying and here i'm stuck. Not that i feel bad for myself (ok, so maybe a little), but i just feel disappointed. Dissapointed that my phone rarely rings. Disappointed that I seem to be the perpetual party planner. Sad that so few people seem to want to reciprocate my dinner invites. Sad that i have to board a plane to be in my proper home.
But life isn't really so bad. So celebrate the sweetness. Namaste
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