Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Waiting Place.

If you know me, then you know I'm an "in the moment" type of person. I could go on and on about being fully present and invested in today and not worrying and waiting for tomorrow. This is it. But I have to admit, that the past few days I have been consumed by the waiting.

Dear old Dr. Seuss knows what I'm talking about:

You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...

...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

What is it about due dates, only educated guesses to begin with, that so easily cause us to stumble into the waiting place? You spend nine months preparing and working up to this illustrious date. THE magical date. And then it comes and goes with not so much as a wink or a nod and the waiting game begins. Each new sunrise arrives with the same hopeful question, Is this it? Is today the day? We continue this cycle of anticipation as we slowly tick days of the calendar and field calls, emails, and texts from equally anxious friends and family.

That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.

We had a weekend of happy Easter distraction and it was just what I needed...Boom Bands indeed.

Here are some things we enjoyed being present for this weekend:

Egg Hunts, Pastels, and Easter Dresses.

Baskets, Candy, and Green Grass.

 A Holiday Meal.

Bunny Ears.

More Baskets. More Candy.

Games, Good Weather, and Family.


Sawyer embracing the cone of shame.

We didn't get the weekend arrival we were hoping for, but that's okay. Little sister will be here soon, one way or another. In the mean time, I'm off to find more boom bands playing.

All family pics were taken by my sister (Thank you!) and edited by me. This one is probably my fave! :)

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