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fourth
wanna see some blurry, not-very-good shots of our 4th? sure you do!
the highlights for me this year were the annual doo-dah parade and watching the columbus fireworks from a distance with a great group of people, big and little.
i hope you and yours had a wonderful holiday. i will sign off with a quote from miss darla about sparklers:
“mom, did you know that sparklers are baby fireworks that haven’t grown their boom tails yet?”
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easy
not too long ago a phrase that i said to myself quite often was “why can’t anything ever be easy?” nothing ever seemed easy. in fact, the only thing that was easy in life was making myself feel horrible about myself and my life.
and then something changed. i changed. i stopped looking for everything to be easy and then suddenly, it was.
i realized that our world has programmed us to think life should be easy & “convenient.” i realized that nothing ever worth anything in my life came from “easy”. easy never put a dime in my pocket, a lesson in my head or a true smile in my heart. i started to take inventory of my life to see if the actions i habitually made were authentic ones that matched up to how i want to live my life or if they have been placed in my brain as a conventional, easy way of living life.
today i ride my bike everywhere i go, do my dishes by hand and hang our laundry on the line. why? because that matches up with how my authentic self wants to live life. my authentic self believes that i should take advantage of the energy my body provides and that i was not placed on this earth to be a consumer. i feel better when i put my energy out, not when i am using energy up to live my life. some of this is unavoidable, for instance the energy to cool and heat our house. some of the energy is negotiable, say the energy it takes to write this blog post. i try to keep a better balance these days. i can feel the weariness in my body at the end of the day and know that it was a good one because i am now spending my life putting myself out there into the world. it’s an amazing feeling.
this post is not about convincing you that you should live life my way. it’s about convincing you you should live life your way.
i do these things because it is what my authentic, deepest self believes and some of these small changes in life have made me infinitely more happy with my life path. my life is simpler. my focus is true. my goals are more clear. and all i had to do was to start living my life the way i want to instead of what is expected of me. i’ve learned to stop comparing my insides to everyone’s outsides. i’ve learned to respect the paths of others because i respect my own. i fall off this horse a lot but at least now i get back on.
are you living the life you truly want? are you living the life you think is expected of you? are you making decisions based on your authenticity or is it to live up to some standard? whatever that may be.
i think my greatest lessons on this have been from parenting. are you a new parent? i want to tell you something: put down the parenting books.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN WHATEVER WAY SEEMS RIGHT AND GOOD TO YOU.
ok, now you can pick them back up again because there is actually some good information in there but please put that phrase in your head and remember to read the books as an exercise in discovering your own true philosophies and not as a manual. your babies and children don’t have to do anything one certain way. as long as you are making informed decisions based on your authentic self you and yours will be fine.
but that is not a guarantee just in case there would be some kind of legal liability attached to this blog. caution! contents hot!
this is just my experience and my opinion. this is what has made me happier and more confident as a parent and person of this world. parenting and life are not easy. nor should we want them to be. at least i no longer desire for them to be. i know i will get a whole lot more out of it if it requires a lot of effort on my part.
so i’ll be here, no longer expecting life to be easy. i’ll be putting my energy out there and making myself open to the returns. because i now know that “not easy” doesn’t have to mean the same thing as “difficult.” i’m pretty sure some kind of bumper stick is going to come out of this.
i’m thinking LIFE: REQUIRES EFFORT.
rad dad
i hope everyone had a wonderful father’s day. i’m a day late posting but that’s the story of my life and my brain. i wanted to share this pic of mike and darla. it’s my favorite picture of the two of them and it show’s off his radness and dadness quite well. it was taken the weekend before father’s day last year.
father’s day is an important day in wrucker family history. mike was at sea when i found out i was growing a baby darla. on this particular tour we were only able to talk every 2 weeks. he had satellite email so i sent him a message telling him i had news. a funny little tangent to the story that i’m going to go ahead and disclose because the internet has infinite space for my words is this: my roommate said he was going to be able to tell from my email that i was pregnant. i told her that he would just think we had found a new apartment closer to him. when he received the email his ship-buddy called it that i was in a family way. mike told him he thought the news would be that i had found an apartment closer to him. it turned out everyone was right in this scenario.
so, mike got into port on father’s day which i believe was june 15, 2008. he finally called after a week of my knowing and i told him. his first full sentence after was “so are we shotgunning this or what?” seriously the most romantic man on the planet. in all honesty, it’s a completely endearing moment in my memory.
then, mike met up with friends that lived near his port, met their little one that was less than a year old and witnessed his friend as a dad for the first time. i think we both think back on the whole life event and marvel at how divine and cosmic the circumstances turned out to be.
and now we are 5 years down the road and it blows my mind a little bit. i like to pretend i’m a dorian gray, never-aging being and somehow i have a 4.5 year old daughter with a man i’ve known for 6 years. it all seems closer than that. objects in the mirror may appear closer than they are.
yes. that WAS a meatloaf reference. sorry for tainting your tribute, husbeau.
so let me finish, here:
mike, you’ve always been a good dad. things have never been easy for us but we’ve had a lot of fun and a lot of love along the way. i want to tell you that the father i’ve witnessed you become in the past year has earned you the status of GREAT dad. i’m not sure which level comes after this but i’m quite sure that if you keep doing what you’re doing we’ll find out. insert video game reference and love emoticon.
bad friend
i’ve come to the realization that i am a bad friend.
throughout my life i consider myself to have been blessed with many, many close friendships. i find it very easy to become intimate with people. i find it easy to love others immediately. but i look at my close personal relationships at the moment and i have to say they are few. i think of some of the really strong, loving friendships i had that existed not so long ago and am just really bummed to think about how long it has been since i’ve seen or spoken to that person. i feel really lonely so much of the time now. i can check off probably a hundred close friendships that now have distance in between the other person and i.
and the common thread in there is me. i am the one that creates this distance.
sometimes i laugh, actually laugh, at the fact that i was a communication and culture major. i am so horrible at communicating! i can not be counted on to communicate or be in touch with any frequency whatsoever. i do not know why. in this day and age when it’s easier now than ever to send someone a line of communication i am more horrible than ever about initiating a conversation.
i’ve also felt, for many years of my life that i am somehow always on the outside even in my close friendships. it feels that no one has ever needed my friendship the way they need the friendship of others. i see people who can’t go a day without talking with one another and i don’t remember being that for anyone. well, this also touches on another subject which is that i have the memory of someone twice my age so maybe i did and i just don’t remember but i just have had this decades long feeling of no one ever needing me. i’ve always fit in well at large group settings but i feel that i’m not often called on for a hangout just one on one. maybe something about my personality is easier to swallow in a group. i get it. i’m a little much for just one person to handle.
so, i’m in a place in my life now of looking and taking responsibility for that. i think i’ve really come to determine that i create distance and space between myself and other people and i don’t know why. i do have lots of friendships in my current life but somehow, someway i’ve not really let myself cross the threshold to making these relationships similar to the close-knit ones i had in my life pre-darla. i’ll be asking the universe for help on this.
now we come to the part of this post where i address the reason i am writing this. YOU are probably {maybe?} one of the people i used to be close with and have now not heard from me in a long time. i am sorry. i truly am. i’ve received so much love and support from so many people over the years and my communication and reciprocation levels do not reflect that at all. you might hear from me soon, out of the blue, and maybe not for an extended length of time {bc another practical factor here is i have a twirling spitfire that requests my undivided attention as she showcases leaping from one piece of furniture to the next} but i’ll be there to say hello and to let you know how much your friendship means to me.












