I am more than a food shopper, driver to all activities, email and note writer to teachers, entertainer of all kinds: whether it be comedic relief, entertaining friends or Glee watcher, I am more than a gourmet chef and sous chef, cleaner of dirty laundry, and putting dirty laundry in the bin off of the floor and bed maker,
Reminder for brushing teeth, reminder to use the inhaler, listener at all times, nail painter, reader of books, listener to books being read to me, sun screen applier, hair braider, dishwasher emptier, buyer of all school supplies, clothing that is grown out of too fast, I am more than hugs, snuggles and bed time kisses, I am more than mommy, I am me...
I am more...
I am a lover of meandering dirt roads,quiet sunsets on the bay, sand covering my coral painted toes, a run in the hot air early in the morning, margaritas, the ocean breeze, laughter filling up my house, dancing.
I am more...
I am a woman who loves browsing a small book store without a time limit, beautiful and unique stationery, iced tea, a cozy blanket nestled under my chin, time with friends truly talking, hydrangeas and tulips and the sun shining.
I am more...
I am comfortable in my quiet space, and happy in the company of others, a lover of listening to jazz music in a small bar, French cafes, taking photographs, holding my daughters' hands, whispers late at night, a cup of tea in the early morning gazing out of the bedroom window, a kiss on my forehead from My husband,a beautiful cheese platter and glass of wine, a lover of who I was as a little girl... Always outside riding my bike or swimming, laughing with friends, sometimes snarky with a dash of sweetness, always thinking of those less fortunate, a lover of hard work, loyalty and truthfulness always wrapped up with grace, often hard to find the grace but always trying hard, a lover of the simple things...
I am more...but sometimes it's hard to find when encompassed by the other stuff.
I am more... so I will find time to always find the more... My passions and my loves....
But for now, I am being called by a voice downstairs to be the driver...
Maybe the driver isn't so bad, listening to stories and Zac brown band on the radio with the windows down and my hair blowing in the wind.
It is hard at times when I feel I have lost what I am more than... but then I hear their voices, hold their hand, listen to their story and realize this is my true love, not all the stuff that goes along with them, but the girls I am looking at, their whole being, innocent and wild, growing up in front of me, making the same mistakes I have made or doing the opposite and teaching me, this is my more
I am more than my love of passions, I am their mommy. Xo
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