Patience....time....practice.

Good morning everyone. I am alittle short on time today, but I just wanted to check in and say hi. I have a few new followers and I'd like them to know that the blog they signed up to follow IS about following the Belly Fat Cure, and a low sugar, low carb lifestyle. But it is also about my life, my feelings, and my world. Really, when you think about it,  all of those things are wrapped up in one package, when we talk about how we eat, why we eat and what we eat. Our life, feelings and our world are all big influences. Getting all of these things in a harmonious balance helps us reach our goals. Keeping all of these these things in harmonious balance keeps us at our goal. Oh, how I can't wait to be at my goal instead of on this journey. Patience....time....practice.....will get me there.

Heading up to my brothers house in a little while. Monday and Tuesdays are my days to be there for the kids. My mom goes up Wednesday afternoons and spends two nights there, and comes home Friday after my brother gets home. So far it's working out well. I wish I was closer than 27 miles, but I guess it could be worse, as at one time he was possibly going to be transferred to Connecticut.

The kids are wonderful and as sad as this situation is, they do make me smile and I find myself leaving the stress of my world, and focusing fully on them and their world when I'm there. I don't blog, do pinterest, check email or text messages. I leave my social networking addiction at home!We go through the motions of an ordinary day. But it will be a long, long time before any day seems as ordinary as before. Maybe it will never feel that way, especially for the kids and my brother. Maybe with patience...time...practice, things may seem better for them.

 Today is the 2 month anniversary of Beth's death. I can hardly type those words. It still seems like a bad dream to all of us. Still so unbelievable, that a life force as brilliant and vibrant as hers could be snuffed out. Where is that force now? Where is that spirit? I long to feel it, long to get a sense of her being again. I wish I had hugged her longer when we last said goodbye. I wish I knew I would never see her again. I think I would have said so many things that were in my heart. Things I took for granted that she knew. I hope she did. There's a big lesson here. I'm trying to keep that in mind. Don't take anyone for granted. They might not be here tomorrow.
I find myself hoping that the kids especially will not pay any attention to the date today.  That often happens. We forget the actual day of the month. They seemed somewhat happy yesterday.  I hope the changing of the calendar doesn't rip them apart again.Why can a date on a calendar conjure up so much meaning, sad feelings and despair? That's how it was last month. I'm hoping it may be better this month. Hoping, but not expecting that to happen. It's just a day. But for them and all of us, at least for the forseeable future, the 6th day of the month will be  a reminder, that on January 6, 2012, our world changed forever.

Thought for the day: When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran