April's Arrival

Well, March is done.  It was all over the board.  Suffice it to say that I finished strong at work.  Further focus is not required; it's time to tread....

For a Sunday, today was successful.  I started at the gym.  It was only 40 minutes, but it was something.  I'll take it.  The rest of the day was filled with being a Mom and a daughter. 

I began making a monthly plan....  There's lots to do, but all of it doesn't have to get done.  I need to prioritize; it's possible....  I am a doer more than a thinker.  I like to plan, but have learned that too much planning puts me in paralysis.  When I do, I move.   Thankfully, my movement of late have been forward.  I believe same is a result of focusing on what works for me, and on what advances my needs and wants, rather than focusing on what others might expect of me.

Daily dose of delight:  going with it....

Plan for Poetry Month

My second grader told me last week that April is poetry month.  I was a bit nervous about recognizing that until I reminded myself that anything I do will be great -- my approach does not have to be amazing; an attempt will be more than adequate.

In preparation, when we were at the library yesterday, we got 2 books.  Tonight, we read the first chapter of Poetry Matters by Ralph Fletcher.  We also read some Shel Silverstein and Robert Frost.  The latter is by far my favorite.  Specifically, we read The Road Not Taken, which brought back memories of high school when I memorized that poem for declaration.  I also read Into My Own, a recent favorite.

My Son wrote a poem,

Mom, you're a bomb!
Can I rhyme.
Well you tell me.
Can it be?
Do you think I can?

With that, I consider the first day of poetry month a total success.  Here's to hoping that we can keep it up....