So we didn’t win the jackpot. Phew. I’d hate to have to hire a tax attorney & a financial team to help me deal with all that.
Plus it very likely would color my child’s perception of the world. Not good.
I think in our last minute family pot, we collectively won $4. Thanks, lotto.
Still, we’re feeling lucky. I read to Eggsy Obama’s State of the Union address in its entirety. We felt accomplished for finishing it & being a part of this great nation.
The hopeful tone of the speech is inspiring. Our future is our greatest investment & our priorities should be aligned with that.
Our personal goals & efforts as a community should match the kind of change we must strive for in order to have a well balanced & fair society for our children & grandchildren.
There is inevitable strife but there is so much good.
I am so grateful for the continued security & safety in which we can lead our lives. To fully honor these privileges, I have to honor my own boundaries to ensure only loving & genuine people surround us.
So many people contribute to our happiness. HB brings beef stew noodle soup home & it’s warming.
My mother is an angel. I cannot fathom the depth of her love & grace. I don’t know how I can ever thank her.
I spent a couple hours working on my chalk art today too. I like art most of all when I have an intended recipient to give it to. In my first job at an art studio, my co-worker, an art student at the time, laughed about wasting her talent. Now it seems making art for kids (or families) is probably the most important way to contribute.
As a mother, I am forever changed. I’m dreaming of ways to help families, new moms, & children in finding their place, a clean & safe home, & having, at a minimum, their basic needs met.
I hope my baby will have this fire in his belly too. Life is full.
