laov

Much needed today.
I had this long post all thought out - a pity party for one, really. Sad about winter and the length of my hair. Frustrated with this past week despite my best efforts in some things. Unhappy that George has to travel again this week. Bored with the routine of it all. Exhausted after only 2 and 1/2 miles runs. Just wishing to see some color again.

Then I walked out the door this morning and saw this. Again. It has been there for a few weeks now - because he wrote it right by the front door, not out on the sidewalk where the rain would eventually take care of it, but right by the door, so every time someone comes in the house they bring with them the colors of this message. I was slightly frustrated when I first saw it, not overjoyed and touched like any normal, feeling mother would have been. My immediate thoughts were, "Really? He doesn't know how to spell love yet?" and "Did he have to to write it RIGHT here?"

But today I was able to take in his genius. I needed that message right there in front of me. I had a rough week, trying to do the right things, as a parent, as a friend, as a wife, as someone trying to start a business... And sometimes you feel like because you are doing ALL those things, none of them are all that great.

But then if I put them all back together - it can be something pretty okay.

And eventually my hair will grow out.