tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11383838.post3705813335954977096..comments2023-05-22T04:46:30.008-06:00Comments on make it new.: A blog for Adriane, et al.meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16167371026615225495noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11383838.post-79177828899388606852010-07-15T16:28:07.405-06:002010-07-15T16:28:07.405-06:00So...
I'm sitting down for my break, and the ...So...<br /><br />I'm sitting down for my break, and the inner conflict is raging. I have laundry to fold, dishes to do, a shopping list to make, and a college to graduate from, but I decided to glance over Google Reader instead.<br /><br />And now I'm crying my eyes out, did you know? And I love your guts-- did you know that too?<br /><br />That article is incredible. Tacoma sounds really insensitive when you start off reading, but the really SCARY part is the voice inside my head that is asking similar questions. "What on earth did you do today that made a difference?"<br /><br />Then Carolyn's answer totally makes me feel better (and look cooler than I personally am). Not to mention it shuts the "Tacoma" inside of me right up. It also gives me a more tangible purpose--spells out what I am trying to do with my life and gives me things to work and improve on. The ambiguous goal "Become a Better Mom" is just overwhelming! <br /><br />Sisyphus does indeed seem like my mascot on many days--of course, there are the days where my boulder actually makes it to the top of the hill before it crashes back into the abyss. That's not to say that I get everything done I want to, but that I catch a glimpse of progress, or a moment of joy that overwhelmingly makes the incessant climb seem shorter. Or I catch a moment of perspective and realize that I just may miss parts of that boulder when it's removed and I am given a different one.<br /><br />Really though, I am thankful and humbled by YOUR comments. I fear that my efforts are not as Herculean as I would wish, and that I don't "resist the constant temptation" as often as I need to. Mike takes a lot more of the load than he really ought to. Perhaps the moral of my story is to marry a Man who'll push the boulder up the hill without calling attention to the fact that he's carrying his wife AND her stone to the top of the hill...:P<br /><br />Nevertheless, it means a lot that you would say these sweet things, and it came on a day when I really needed it. I must say your MA really makes me shudder--I couldn't handle it! So you are my hero too (as are you Annie).<br /><br />I'm sorry I kind of dropped off the face of the earth once I had my boys--and you have been sweet and patient and flexible always. I love when we get to play and I can't wait until you get back again! Sorry I sometimes write far too much in my comments. :PAdrianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09156993835198308864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11383838.post-54270414224864695332010-07-15T08:52:31.897-06:002010-07-15T08:52:31.897-06:00Ditto, Meagan. I couldn't agree more! Mothers ...Ditto, Meagan. I couldn't agree more! Mothers seriously are wonderful and deserve much more respect than they get.Namahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13763009615417353433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11383838.post-13641775509490325022010-07-14T23:27:58.684-06:002010-07-14T23:27:58.684-06:00AMEN. And well said, Meags.
I honestly am in awe ...AMEN. And well said, Meags.<br /><br />I honestly am in awe of mothers. Their unselfishness. Their energy. Their perseverance. IN. AWE.<br /><br />You're my hero, too.Annegirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18096613616705668412noreply@blogger.com