My life feels like a series of oxymorons.  Longest short days ever, for example. Haha.

Time bandit strikes daily.  I’m so full of things to do I’m busy nonstop – I’m always doing something but nothing feels done.  I’m still trying to excel at too many things and have to learn to stop putting so much on my plate. QUALITY >QUANTITY (I’ve never been awesome at math..)

The reason for pushing myself constantly?  Wanting to grow.  Wanting to grow professionally (not necessarily up, horizontal… Learn what I can and share, knowledge is power).  Wanting to grow in my yoga practice (which seemingly always takes a backseat yet it’s the best way for me to achieve balance #repriortize).  Wanting to grow as a mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend.  To be a better person spiritually, physically and mentally.   

(My home grown peonies make me so happy-good pic for a blog break up #lovepictures)

My babies keep me so grounded. So thankful and so focused. I need to be the best I can be, not only for ME but for them.   

To teach them light and love.  The importance of relationships, hard work, dedication, family, and unconditional love and devotion. To be faithful to God.  To pray daily.

Michael is 7 months old. How unreal.  Evan will be 3 YEARS young next month.  I’m so incredibly blessed, stressed and blissful. So thankful for my supporters… They will never know the peace they give me.

 Like those too handsome dudes.  

This post is just a check in to show how intensely chaotic things are but peaceful too.  How scary a day can be and how beautiful… Hector had a work scare a BIG one, one that reminds you what is important in life: each other. Health. safety.  Things we take for granted. It’s so much easier to commiserate than to see the good.  Try to be the light in someone’s day, not the darkness.  

That’s all for today folks. 

#trainthoughts