BROKEN glass

Of course my day started out with a break... OF COURSE... I was attempting to get Espen some breakfast but was not moving fast enough and he got into my buffet where until this very day he had not been opening. It is where I keep the VERY precious & EXTREMELY fragile angel & glassware from Martin's family... and before I knew he was in the buffet he had dropped the angel on the floor. IT BROKE... I got to him before the glass was also dropped... HE IS FAST. I know some will be thinking ~ gee you should have been watching him. While others will be thinking ~ should have child proofed better. And maybe one will think ~ oh I'm so sorry that something so precious got broken. I cried and cried because of all those reasons and because I don't want a child proof home.... I don't want to put the nice things away or up high. I want Espen to be around things that pretty & to learn to not touch them I guess. So my solution... I finished crying and held Espen (who was just smiling). I cleaned up the little pieces of glass. I assessed the damage to the angel (she can be mended I believe). And I TOOK THE KNOBS OFF THE DOORS OF THE BUFFET. So he can not get them open & I get to look at the nice things! For now that is my solution. But can anyone even believe that by 7:15am I was in tears over a broken angel.... geez the day couldn't get any better...

We had breakfast and played and napped. And then we watched some workers trim our trees from the power lines. Espen was fascinated by it and was entertained for some time! We had lunch with some dear friends who gave me a very good book of inspirations! I will of course remember & miss them very much...

That is the thing with moving... life changes & we learn new things & meet new people. But we remember those that made impressions on our hearts and in our lives... I have some great friends from Del Rio TX. And although our conversations are few & far between they hold special places in my heart. Part of who I am today is because of the things I've learned from people along the way. We have made a decision to live away from our families. For 12 years we have not lived anywhere near family. We have built our own little mini families. The people in these circles are inspirational in their own way. So as we move forward to a new place, we won't forget... we take the friendships and hold them close & they are what help us to find new friends in a new place. And those new friends will remind us of those we have left behind but never forgotten.

And my day has ended with a lovely dinner with my great friend and a look at my broken angel laying next to some glass super glue... I will try to mend her... and not cry... and perhaps if my MARTY reads my blog he'll know the angel he sent me for Christmas & he'll remember to send me a new one...

And I'll go to bed wondering tonight if I am the clumsiest person I know or if I'm just average & draw attention to all the things I break (and some I don't break but just get broken).....