Visionary, Perfectionist, OCD, or Control Freak?
Posted: September 24, 2011 Filed under: Parenting, questions, Thoughts 7 Comments »
After my last post, and some choice comments, I’ve been wondering why I just can’t leave well enough alone? Why can’t I just keep my head down, mouth shut, and avoid eye contact? To stop trying to make a difference – at this point in my life – seems like defeat.
So, it got me to thinking. Maybe I’m a control freak? Maybe the reason I try to change things is because I have control issues. Maybe I’m OCD – maybe I can’t leave well enough alone? Maybe I’m a perfectionist that can’t ignore less than perfect circumstances? Or maybe I’m a visionary, who sees things others can’t (or won’t) see, and wants to help people see the light? Read the rest of this entry »
Cancer of the Heart
Posted: September 9, 2011 Filed under: Parenting, Thoughts Leave a comment »
My Dad is sick. He’s dying. And it’s hard to watch. As far as I know he doesn’t have any fatal disease, but nonetheless, he’s dying.
It shouldn’t come as a surprise – we all die… eventually. But it’s hard to watch. My Dad always said he’d be tough – but his body has betrayed him.
If my Dad had a fatal disease, and was lying in the ICU, or a nursing home, I would visit him faithfully, tell him he is loved, and would just show up. Even if he wasn’t conscious, we would stop to hug him, love him, show our respect.
Happy 4th Birthday Smiling Son!
Posted: September 8, 2011 Filed under: Parenting Leave a comment »
Dear Smiling Son, today is your 4th Birthday and it has been a great couple of days. On Sunday you celebrated with your best friends. I saw videos and photos – it looked like you all had a great time. Yesterday, you got your big present from Mommy and me. We gave you a red tag-a-long bike and then we all went bike riding at Sacajawea Park in Longview – you were grinning ear to ear the whole time.
This morning, you opened the gifts your Big Sister and I got for you. A truck to “haul” Hot Wheels, and some track with a loop. You also got some wooden cars from Aunt and Uncle – you had a great time playing with all of these. But most of all, you liked the truck from your Sister because it was “long, and big!” I can tell that you adore your Big Sister.
