Hanging out, down the street

[JustStunned]

Thanks Wendy, I am just winding my way down this path.

The other day it occurred to me I have stopped comparing how happy I was then to how miserable I am now. Rather now I find positives to think about, futures to come and things to be glad for.

Part of that come from my parents. They were raised during the depression and had some emotional setbacks. They were previously divorced and could have dwelled in that misery or reminisced to memories before the depression.

While I was growing up they focused on comparisons of how much better life was now and how it could be better still. We were always looking to the future. They taught the future was limited by how much effort we put into it. (Still don’t have my flying car, or left a footprint on the moon. )

As an adult I learned more. They took off the colored glasses and spoke frankly about some of their trials. It made them human and as an adult I came to see them as such. They were courageous individuals and overcame a lot to provide my sisters and me with the lives we have/had.

I have not gotten to “I am so happy and grateful she left enabling me to…..” yet. It is a possibility, I am just not there yet, another point on the path.

I babysat Saturday for about 6 hours. GD and I went to the park and played for about an hour and a half. She ate well and tried to potty for me. By the time the day was done she was ready for bed. At eighteen months she pretty much can tell me what she wants to do next. She is beginning to assert her personality and required distraction a couple of times to avoid a tantrum.

She tried to follow the older kids on the play set at the park. There I was at the side of the tall slide encouraging her and committing to catch her as she slid down. Later she decided she needed to chin herself on the monkey bars.

She met two therapy dogs who’s owners were walking though with. Babysitting was pretty much the highlight of my weekend.