oh, and it is a plural pronoun in this case...
i have been painting. a lot of colors. all over my house. and i really like it. but it is a lot of colors and i am generally a soft spoken person, unless i'm with people i know. but there are all different kinds of people who make their way into my house...and i do not know them all well....and for some reason, i worry about them thinking i am crazy for painting my wall eggplant. or i think they will take a look around, and as my friend hope describes it, think two painters got in a mexican bar fight...or something like that.
but the real news.... my friend julie....she is the one in the red bandana in this slightly outdated picture from 2005
is presently on her way to adopt this little boy, also in a slightly outdated picture, from nepal...
i talked to her last night, and was surprised by how similar the feelings were as she was preparing to fly halfway around the world to become a mother and the way i remember feeling toward the end of each of my pregnancies. anxious, excited, doubtful, sick, worried, joyful, scared... but this "pregnancy" has lasted her almost three years. she got to meet him last year at this time, but had to come home without him. with all the unrest that's been going on in nepal, i worry about her. because she's four feet tall and feeling quite vulnerable now that she's facing motherhood, i worry about her. so i offer her up for prayers, positive energies....
everything else can wait. i am tired and feeling emotional today and just don't want to go into anything else...i'm fairly certain i'm just blowing it out of proportion, anyway...
so, peace...
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