Train ride in Alaska
Today has brought some interesting feelings up for me.
I’ve got a lot of work to do to get my upcoming program launched, and with having a conference call tonight at dinnertime, I needed to start preparing some of tonight’s dinner this morning.
Picture this: I had Italian sausage in the broiler; I was eating an egg I made myself, while cooking up a couple packages of ground turkey (I had bought these last week so I could cook them and freeze them for easy dinner prep for future nights, but hadn’t gotten around to it and the expiration date was today), while making the boys sandwiches they could pack for their lunches. I remember the thought floated through my mind, “One day life will be simpler.”
On the way home from taking the boys to school, I passed a mom with her little one in a stroller, who had stopped at a bush and was showing her the flowers. This sweet sight brought on tears. I was reminded of Leonie Dawson’s recent blog post that I was reading first thing this morning, and how she was talking about finally creating the life she’s dreamed of having for her little daughter, her husband and her. As I read the parts about her finally feeling at home in a new town and about the things she does with her little one, I had tears of joy for her. I loved the photos she shared in the post of her happy daughter. A little tug at my heart.
I realize that even though there are days that I wish for less tasks and less chaos (which are part of creating a business I love and raising three teenage boys), I also grieve deep inside that in just a few years my boys will be out of high school and on with their lives. I have such beautiful memories (thank goodness for photos and home videos!) of my guys as little ones. I feel so blessed that I’ve been able to be home with them and raise them. That I created a business that I can do from home.
I see that I could use some of the tools I use with clients, to release some of this sadness that I have buried deep inside. This sadness allows itself to be seen every now and then, so it’s something that would be beneficial for me to look at and release. Thank goodness I have my Angelic EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique) in my tool belt! I don’t need this sadness to stay stuck in my body anymore. It’s time to let it go, cherish the beautiful memories, and honor the wonderful young men I have raised as they get their wings and learn to fly.
I thought I’d share a few photos of them when they were young. The photo above and right below are when our twins were 7 years old and the youngest was 6. We had taken them on a cruise to Alaska. The last photo was a year or two later when we took them to Ireland. Such wonderful memories!
If I do say so myself, these boys were pretty darn adorable!
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