Vida. Risa. Amor.

Well it's 5:56 a.m. and I just can't go back to sleep.  I've been tossing and turning in my bed for about an hour ever since my husband kissed me goodbye somewhere around 4:45 when he set off for work.  My head has been pounding for a few days now, but for other reason's besides my headcold, I was left with a huge awareness of the amount of responsibility we both carry right now.  I am really bad at telling him, but I am so thankful for his faithfulness to continue to work long hours at the restaurant he works at to provide for our family.  He's so good at what he does too.  On New Years Eve, he made it home from his 11 hour shift at 11:47 p.m. just in time to find us all in the driveway around the firepit with our neighbors and fireworks to bring in the New Year.  According to Rylan I need to remember to buy more sparklers for next year.

2011 seemed to be a year of brief "hello's", and quick "good-bye's"...soccer, football, and softball.  And to be honest, that followed us right into 2012.  Maybe because it's now 6:37 a.m., and I'm still trying to figure out my thoughts, I'm feeling a little anxious about today.  It's only day two of 2012, and like most people are doing, this is the time of year to make resolutions to improve the parts of our lives that need improving and reflect on the things needing change.

I don't know that I can change a whole lot actually.  Our activities and schedules have already filled up the new calender, but I guess if I were to set a goal, or prayer, it would be for Strength...with a capital S.  To develop more endurance and energy, and to remember to stay strong for my family:  physically, emotionally, and spiritually. 

I looked up and saw another one of my "Isaiah" hawks gliding in the sky yesterday.  God finds little ways to remind me he's still with me.  Always.  Guess I should just look up more often.