While walking this morning, I saw a man on a bike. It struck me… because the bike was old fashioned – without the extra “speeds.” It also struck me because … from my vantage point, that man looked carefree.
- I want to ride a bike. With no hands.
- I want to swim in an ocean of clear blue water. And lay my head back on a pillow of soft waves.
- I want to wiggle my toes in the sand.
- I want to taste snowflakes on my tongue as I spin around in a circle.
- I want to sled down a hill. With no hands.
- I want to ride in the back of a pick up truck on a bumpy dirt road.
- I want to take a nap on the green grass.
- I want to feel the raindrops on my eyelashes and know they are not tears.
- I want to belly flop from a
highlow diving board. - I want to spend an hour looking at purses and shoes. Without guilt.





I am a former teacher, turned SAHM. I have 3 children. The twins, Andrew and Addison, turned 3 years old in October. I also have a 1 year old baby who was born with a very rare chromosomal disorder - Wolf Hirschhorn Syndrome. The good, the bad, the ugly.. all here. Because this blog keeps me from drinking.









