The Phoenix: Epicuriousmothering Rising

Saturday I turn 44. I look 44. A few years ago, I tried really hard to hide the fact that I was in my 40s. I was, in fact, idiotic.  It happens. Now, each day, I look in the mirror and think, Hey, only one new wrinkle. Dang girl, you're looking good! Yeah.  At some point, I had this shift.  Instead of all the stuff going wrong, I started being really grateful for all the stuff that's going right. Which tops my list: 1.  Glad to be alive, just because I am ALIVE .  It's a blessing to be able to be in this miraculous world right at this moment. 2. Watching my children grow up .  Rearing children is the stuff of jugglers, optimists, heroes, mathematicians, estheticians, nutritionalists and magicians. Watching them leap out of the nest and fly, more awesome (and terrifying) than I ever expected.  Moses, it's amazing.  Thank you, God, for letting me be here to watch this . . . please help me not to mess it up. 3...

Sunlight through the trees lining the road to my beach . . . I did not, in fact, start to write anything today.  I woke up groggy and disorientated (why does this happen?) and was slow to start my day which involved some very lazy yoga and a lot of sweating (89 with 91% humidity on the porch).  Then late breakfast/lunch.  While I was sitting at the table on the porch reading Night Circus, the humidity and heat made me super dozy and I found myself literally nodding off.  I quickly napped before I had the 5 1/2 hour round trip to pick up my Papa from Orlando. I made it there and back safe and sound and honestly, driving on 95 from Stuart to Orlando is a smooth straight ride.  Heaven bless controversial TED talks (they get me going) for keeping me awake!  Not to mention a great visit hearing all about my dads travels in Panama on the way back.  So proud of him and that team for building literally a life saving bridge for those beautiful peop...