Roo In Your Life

I'm now sitting on the plane resting easy, for at least the last 30 minutes. When I arrived at the airport, my app listed the wrong terminal. So, I had to train to down to the farthest end to the terminal I was departing from. it took me a minute to make sense of the change and so of course, I would get down to the train just as it was pulling away. It was the perfect primer for what would be a continued theme of waiting for more waiting. Wait for the train to wait on the train to wait in another line and another and so on. As I approached the security, I was immediately annoyed at the guy in front of me for meandering around each turn of the empty maze. I followed him for a couple turns finding myself increasingly fed up. So I dipped under the last one 🤦🏻‍♀️ and popped in front of him. "He certainly had time to chill, it was fine, I have a plane I’m already friggin late for!" (My internal dialogue was in full force at this point, I won't share everything, I already...

 I just celebrated my birth and as I opened my laptop, I fully expected to be using exclamations rather than ellipses... but I as I lifted my screen, deciding what to write about, and my birthday came to mind, I thought about my mom. We're kind of in a limbo post disagreement. A limbo held by celebrations and traveling and visits. It doesn't feel good to have this resistance in my body when I think about calling her and this drop in my stomach when I think about my birthday. She literally gave me the gift of my life. I should be celebrating her in gratitude. Maybe that's part of my problem. I so badly want her to be celebrating me and singing my praises from the rooftops and perhaps I just need to be showering her in gratitude and let the rest go. I'm in such a fantastic place in my life: amazing husband, kind loving kids, fulfilling purposeful career, beautiful home, fantastic cat, super awesome friends, a great strong body, exciting goals and dreams that feel possible...