I had surgery yesterday. Endometrial Ablation and a Tubal Litigation. I’m sore, but ok. Maiden to Crone at the ripe old age of 27. Below was my Totally Unique Thought (www.tut.com) that was emailed to me yesterday. I found it comforting.

While a child attending kindergarten Rebecca, cannot fully comprehend all the priceless reasons they are there - to socialize, make friends, grow and prepare for ever higher realms of awareness - by that age they can, nevertheless, sense and grasp that their wise and doting parents have kept their very best interests in mind, and that is enough. Because with this awareness, they can at least stop trying to figure everything out and simply start enjoying their hand painting, alphabet lessons and cat-naps. Knowing that even if they break a crayon or some lad pulls a chair out from under them, they're still exactly where they should be, everything is going to turn out just grand, and everyone back home is as proud as can be.
And oh my goodness, Rebecca, we are so proud of you.
Do I "over-dote"? The Universe

Well, tomorrow is D-day.....As of tomorrow, I will no longer be able to have children. (Let's give a rousing cheer!) Wish me luck.....

Ahhh....it's spring it Michigan. The construction barrells are blooming all over the roadways, dotted with fresh orange traffic cones. I love the smell of asphalt and the sound of large pieces of equipment. Who needs tuplis and robins when you have MDOT.

"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination."

It's amazing where you find little bits of wisdom. Thank you Sparkle paper towels.

I feeling a little....feely(?) today. I'm not sure if that's a word, but it works. I'm not exactly emotional, or nostalgic, or maybe I'm both with something else mixed in. Last night I went to Paragon Night at Bingham Arts Academy. I have multiple nephews(both blood and 'adopted') that attend school there. They closed the evening with a song about everyone around the world celebrating in their own cultures, and that it was ok, but wouldn't it be nice if the whole world could celebrate one thing together. And I thought 'wow, isn't that an amazing idea'. But beyond that is the fact that here was this whole new generation singing about an ideal that I hope stays with them through their lives. Can you imagine a generation running this planet that didn't grow up with a fear of a cold war or nuclear missiles? No 'drop and cover' training, and (at this point, and at least in this country) no depression. To grow up in a world where technology is so advanced and the exchange of ideas happens every millisecond across the globe. It gives me hope. It should give all of us hope. It should also give us all determination to do what we can to raise this generation without racism, bigotry, and hate. Can you imagine your grandchildren and great-grandchildren looking at our planet now with the remote horror that we look at the dark ages with. Can you imagine them, trying to imagine our world as it is now, with no peace, and hundreds of wars being waged between tribes, villages, and countries? What a beautiful thought...