My life, as documented through status updates on Facebook this past month 🙂
- As Luis and I were half wrestling/slow dancing in the kitchen, he said his resolution was to divorce me this year and possibly kill me. I said my resolution was to stay married to him forever and keep taking his money. And then I threw a pinch of nutmeg dust in his eye, haha! #2014dimasfamilyresolutions Happy New Year!! ;D
In your honor, I will always reach for a hug—even when we’re running late, even when my hands are full, even when it might leave syrup on my shirt.
In your honor, I will smile at those with no smile because I don’t know what battle they're facing today.
In your honor, I will say yes to gumballs and to holding that big, fat toad that will probably pee on my hand. Because these things make my kids happy—and one day they will remember I said yes to gumballs and toads.
In your honor, I will take the scenic route. I will take a stand. I will take a chance if it’s something worth fighting for.
In your honor, I will buy the pretty undergarments on the same day I say, “Yes, I’ll take extra hot fudge.”
In your honor, I will say, “I am sorry”… even when it’s difficult to say … even when I think the other person should say it first.
In your honor, I will carry an extra dollar bill just in case I see that man on the corner of Clairmont and 30th with a sign that says, “Can you spare some change?” Because I always have a little hope to spare.
In your honor, I will schedule my mammogram and dermatologist appointments. And I will pester my friends to do the same.
In your honor, I will slide my hand beneath the covers until I find my husband’s hand. Not for any reason, just because he’s there—thank goodness, just because he’s there.
In your honor, I will pause for sunsets, goodbyes, and belly laughs. I will acknowledge such things are miracles. Everyday miracles.
In your honor, I will stop prefacing sentences with, “When I lose 10 pounds,” and “When I’m not so busy.”
In your honor, I will live life now, not “someday.”
In your honor, I will not life pass me by.
© Rachel Macy Stafford 2012
Once in awhile someone asks me, “Out of all the pieces you’ve ever written, what’s your favorite?” For some reason the answer became clear today. “In Your Honor” was inspired by a reader of my blog who died of melanoma at age 43. I think of Christy a lot, but especially today ... on my birthday. Today I feel incredibly thankful I am learning how to live fully in this precious life. In Christy’s honor, I am going to make this a year to be more loving towards myself and others. I am starting with today. Thank you for walking beside me on this journey, my friends of The Hands Free Revolution.
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I can't believe this time last year, labor was FINALLY starting at 41 weeks along, and in a short 2 hours I would be holding my long awaited little Dacky How has it already been a year???
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Dacky commemorated his first birthday morning by crapping out of his diaper, just like he did so many moons ago when he was a tiny newborn, and then he ran off so I couldn't change him, in true toddler form. I guess he's letting me have the best of both worlds Happy 1st Birthday to my little rascally Dacky
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I hate when my kids piss me off and I forget we're in public. Like today at the park when I yelled "NOOO!!!" errr...I meant "Honey, that makes Mommy very sad when you dump dusty park sand all over your little brother's head, please stop." But seriously, the former just permeates so much better into reptilian boy brains!
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This is me and Luis tonight hahahaha
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