Another snow day. Another slumber party. Two of the three tag-team worked. The other had doctor appointments and half a snow day. Still the snowfall was very normal for our neck of the woods. So as much fun as the slumber party it was a wee bit of a quirk.
Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.