Forgotten

When I decided to write a blog, I completed forgot that I had already started one a few years ago.

http://fisherzoo.blogspot.com/

so strange. I wrote about the birth of my youngest child, who will be three in one week. Strange how time flies.
So, I sit here looking at the snow fall outside my window. Mother nature is amazing with all her fury whether it be snow, rain, tornados, hurricanes.......she's a busy woman. Maybe she can find me a job! LOL. But I am sitting here, full of thought. Thinking about my weekend, my future, my kids, my world........

Anyway, the weekend was full of excitement. Saturday was an amazing football game. GO PACK!! On Sunday I went to the Day of Discovery which is held once a year for jewish educators. Its amazing. The first class I went to was called Pop Up Books. Amazing that I can find the creative side of me. The next was one that I honestly went to only to hear the speaker. He is so amazing! I have known this man my entire life and he could honestly speak about the grass growing and I would find it intriguing. I remember his blue house next to the synogague and the street he lived on and how I thought his son was adorable (sorry Roxanne)....he's just elequant and I adore his speaking engagement. Wish I could hear more.

http://www.cong-shalom.org/aboutStaff.shtml

Then came a ceremony ackowledging Jewish educators for their work both in their lessons as well as longevity. I actually had a sense of jealousy in that I wish I could relive my Jewish existance as a youth and have the understanding and joy in my religion as I have now. But then I realized my hands were clapping in excitement for those individuals being praised and that instead of having jealousy for them, I would adhere to the old adage "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" and I would pursue my own abilities to be just like them.

http://cjlmilwaukee.org/

The third session was one that although was interesting, I hate shedding tears. It made me think of my favorite movie, Breakfast at Tiffanys.
." You know those days when you get the mean reds? .........No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?"
So, I left early so that I could regain my soul into the world of happiness and community rather than depression and sadness.

So here I sit again, looking at the snow fall outside my window, wondering if tomorrow will bring a new beginning. A new hope. A new ray of sunshine. Althought it will be hard, I am at a point of "i have to". It will be okay......I am a good person, the world needs me around, enough already.