Saturday, May 8, 2010

Ode to the olden days

Isn't it funny how when you are younger, you can't wait until your an adult so you can do what you want, etc. But, when you are an adult you wish sometimes that you can go back and redo some things. And even if you don't want to redo anything, you just wish you could go back and re-live some moments.
I used to write poetry all the time when I was a teen. I wasn't too bad either, but for some reason, I stopped.
I used to draw all the time just for fun, but have really only gone back to it when I needed something for a school thing.
I LOVED to photograph things, now I rarely pull out my camera.
I LOVED to scrapbook, but I don't do that anymore.
I used to write random little notes to people, just because, now I only do it when there is an occasion.
I'm not quite sure where I'm going with this except that I hate that things that once made us happy become trivial when we are older because we have more "important things" to do.
I have determined that I need to make a resolution to do more things that I love. I need to set time aside to scrapbook or create things like I used to because it makes me happy.
I also tend to be a people pleaser, which isn't bad, but can be overboard sometimes. I tend to forget about myself and even worse, my husband.
I am so grateful for my friend Lisa's website with her friends called Dating Divas. It has the best ideas for activities to do with your spouse. I haven't taken the time to do those things, but I am going to. The last one they posted was about leaving love notes, so I printed the paper and am going to make the little notebook for my husband. I need to be better about showing him and telling him how much I love him.
I have also in the last week enjoyed a wonderful weekend with my mom. My husband and I were over for dinner and we were looking at pictures and I kept thinking back to different things we did as kids. For example: I remember going in my brothers room upstairs with him and my sister and we used to sneak from his room to my parents room across the hall, then down the hall to the kitchen and around the kitchen table til we got to my dad's recliner. We would sit there and try not to laugh because we though we were sooooo sneaky. We used to play under my brothers captains bed with cars and legos. My sister and I would sneak to the bottom of the stairs and see how far up we could go without being caught- though we ususally got the giggles and would have to run back to our room so we wouldn't be heard and get in trouble. My dad and I used to chase each other in the house. We have one corner that was the safe zone, otherwise, you were on your own.
It was so nice to sit down and look back on some fun times. It was nice to have some quality time with my mom.
With mother's day here tomorrow, I want to wish my mom a very Happy Mother's Day. Thank you for being so receptive to me and my needs. You always know when I am stressed or worried about something. You are always supportive of the choices I make. I have been very blessed to have you as a mother. I couldn't have made a better choice. I love you!
To all other mom's out there.....Happy Mother's Day!