Where I lived and What I lived for

So the day didnt turn out to be that beautiful.
It wasn't that ugly either.
It was just a day.

Before I got up this morning,
I had a list of things to accomplish.
After I got out of the tub,
I decided to just let the day run itself.

I have been reading and talking with Jon about
Henry David Thoreau's "Walden Pond."

I like this:
"Let us spend one day as deliberately as Nature, and not be thrown off the track by every nutshell and mosquito's wing that falls on the rails. Let us rise early and fast, or break fast, gently and without perturbation; let company come and let company go, let the bells ring and the children cry — determined to make a day of it."

I need to remember to take things in stride.

The babies are demanding
but they will only be babies
for a few years.
Let them be babies.

The house is messy.
because we live in it.
I cleaned it today.
and
I will clean it tomorrow.
let it be a lived in house.

I wrote this song last year for Jon.
He was working really hard to get "AHEAD".
we were living in 800 sq. ft. of love.
we were sharing a car.
it was hard to remember what really mattered
because, to be honest,
i wanted a bigger house
and my own cute, shiny car.


According to Henry,
"a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone."

We need what we have and
we have what we need.

Even if its a mess.
its our mess.

We are blessed.