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2/15/14


Today I don't want to be introspective. I want to just be superficial, which is kind of different for me, not in an arrogant way, just in a factual way. I thought it was interesting when I read an article about a guy who decided to follow Ben Franklin's schedule for a day. Ben left time for study and to deal with spiritual things. The author said he almost never did that, and it was an interesting thing for him to do. Thinking about big things like God and purpose and why we are here and doing research into those questions is something I grew up doing and something I do all the time. How can you not wonder about that? How can you just go through life and just go to work, come home, be with your someone, party sometimes and that is it. That is satisfying? Really? Don't you wonder about things as a whole? Don't you wonder why we are here or how, or do you just take science's or God's word for it and leave it at that. I guess in a way you could have more of your emotional energy available to fritter away on personal drama. That might be interesting. I know it is kind of a weight on me to wonder about my, and our purpose, to wonder what or who else is out there, and it is a huge itch I am just dying to scratch to see everything as it really is. I used to think I would just go to heaven and God would explain it all to me and I could live with that. Now I am not so sure I will ever know, and ugh, that is annoying.

But to live without that burden, to me is to live in a closet. To live in the small world of what I see now. I just need to get out into the air and breath and wonder, and make wild guesses and hope. So with that comes the burden of what I don't know, of making choices and just not knowing if they are the right ones because I can't have all the information. I can't see past death or into the new millennium, so I have to make some of my best guesses blind.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Nina and Cory

This is my photo tribute to my most recent birthday kids. Nina, my glamor girl rock star who has expressed a recent preference for pink skulls with bows on their craniums, has joined the ranks of the 7 year olds in our house as of September 29. She and Arin will both be 7 for the next six months, though they are each a very different 7. Nina is 7 going on 17 whereas Arin is just, well, his normal sweet sensitive self.


Cory on the other hand is now 1. He turned one on October 1, and we celebrated by taking him to a Walk to support Midwives. He said hi to the Midwife who delivered him at home a year ago that day. Then we went camping in the evening. What a birthday! Interestingly Grandma and Grandpa presented him with an adorable doggy cake at our family celebration, which he found disgusting. Cory grimaced at the sugar and then scarfed a raspberry, causing Todd to immediately call into question Cory's true parentage. Obviously Cory is lacking any DNA from Todd. Cory is destined to be the epitome of the baby of the family. Mom, Dad, and everyone else in the family at this point tend to think he is the cutest, happiest thing ever. Cory is actually hard at work extending Dad's life. I don't think I have ever seen Todd smile so much as he does when he is around Cory.

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