I'm so tired I feel like I could throw up. That is where I am right now in all honesty. I woke up at what felt like the middle of the night with a restless baby, and moved at full steam the entire day. The afternoon was a blur. Picking up from track, dropping off at taekwondo, getting Owen down for his nap, starting dinner, picking up from taekwondo and dropping off at the same time, feeding Owen his dinner, then picking up again. Brookie crumpled at my feet somewhere in there because she said I promised I'd make banana bread with her. Owen is teething.
Sometimes I think I might go insane. Wait, I think I am insane. That's it -- I've gone insane!
But even in the midst of the insanity, there is happy. In the chaos some things strike me and stand out.
Today I ran by this tree. This is a special tree. It grew outside our little home we lived in last year. It burst into bloom like this at the very same time last year and took me by surprise. I was super pregnant at the time and would go out and sit by the tree. I took lots of pictures of it, and appreciated it for all of its peaceful beauty.
Coincidentally, I run by this tree all the time still. It's right along my route... I've been waiting patiently (eagerly) for it to bloom again. It's been a full year. And it bloomed just the same. Not much has changed for this tree. If we compared pictures from last year to this year we probably wouldn't be able to see many differences. Many things have changed over the course of this year for me, but this tree has stayed in the very same place... it's roots deep down in the earth. Soaking up water, dropping it's leaves and petals, reaching toward the sun, blowing in the breeze, and then when the time is right blooming again. It makes me happy.
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