Monday, February 28, 2011

So Long February

Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn. ~Quoted by Lewis Grizzard in Kathy Sue Loudermilk, I Love You



Look, I realize Spring officially begins later in March. However, I have always been the type that likes to start the season off at the top of the month. At least in Alabama, Spring is 100% here - and so is March (in less than 24 hours.)

I am sitting in my sun room, with my cup of coffee, my laptop, and for once - not many cares in the world. My eyes popped open at 5:43am, I decided to turn off the alarm and face the day. As I was picking out my clothes, I looked over and saw the egyptian sleeping. He had the biggest smile on his face.
I could not help but giggle and realize that was a sleeping man that felt peace. He got a job yesterday, one through a friend at the mosque. It's only part time, but it is something for him to do. We have decided for him to go back to school, and we are shooting for the summer time.

As I was bouncing around the kitchen, fixing my coffee, I began to reflect on so many things. Even as I sit here and gaze out the window - I can't help but see the possibilities. I was in such a dark place the past two weeks, and truly on shaky ground for months before. This whole time I knew he wanted to go NYC (heck, who wouldn't?) and I knew he wanted to see his family. NOW - both of those things are out of his system. Perhaps NOW we can relax.

We start a new routine this week. My family is coming up on Saturday. All very exciting things. Luckily, they will be staying in a hotel, it will help, considering we live in a one bedroom. They will stay one night, then my dad, sister and niece will travel back to Georgia - and my mom will stay here with us. I have to return to Pensacola and Mobile - so I am taking Mom with me on my work trip. We leave Tuesday morning for Pensacola, head to Mobile on Wednesday & Thursday (actually staying in a little historic coastal town called Fairhope) and then going to New Orleans on the Friday for one night. We will travel back to Birmingham on Saturday. I will drive her home (Macon, GA) on Sunday. And head to work on Monday.
That's a LOT of driving.

I am looking forward to the time with my family, and I am looking forward to the trip. Somewhere in there (Saturday to be exact) - is the Heart Ball, AND my manager will arrive on Thursday for my midyear review. That's good.. and can be nerve wracking. So far, so good at work.. but the standards are set pretty high at Heart.

I think I have pondered the week fairly well. I did not want to end without thanking each and every one of your for your support and kind words. It's amazing, on the darkest days - I heard from many of you. It reminds me that you are out there, and that generally, people are good in the world. I also thank you and respect each of you for being kind enough to allow me to heal, and not condemn for wanting to work things out with a man, who in all honesty, has been less than perfect and down right mean. If he is going to try - I just can't turn my back, just not yet. :-)

Have a beautiful week. LOL - I just saw two geese flying by and squawking (or whatever you call that noise) - it's nice to be up as the sunrises, and people are slowly moving about.

PS - I am FINALLY using Twitter more. Please follow, if you like.

5 comments:

Ruby@Ruby'sMusings said...

I am happy for you!!

Mitzi said...

I am happy for you and hope all goes well.

TV's Take said...

I am so glad the sun is shining down on you and your soul. You deserve a little peace...hope things work out.

Style Maniac said...

So happy to hear you are doing better. And I am SO with you on beginning spring at the top of the month. However, so far, Philadelphia weather is not cooperating. Guess I'll just have to make it Springtime on my blog!

Peggy K said...

:)
Peaceful vibes I'm pickin' up reading this post!!

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