Life Goes On and On.

How long has it been since I made any descent entry to my blog? Of course this blog is nothing but a memory keeping for my posterity,,, more like my son, who may enjoy reading about his family when he is much older. So, to my son, you ran me rugged last few weeks with all your
busy homework and assignments that you struggled with. When you struggle and drag, we all drag with you! Today was the first day, I think that you got your homework done before 5pm.

Well, life goes on. Someone said, Christmas is coming! That is true and not true. Christmas is not just coming it is approaching quickly. But I am determined to enjoy this nice fall weather before I allow anyone to convince me that I have to think about holidays yet.

Today, I enjoyed taking a quick walk outside with a bit of jogging here and there just enough not to jolt my poor bones. The morning sun felt kind and breeze lifted my spirit high in the air. It showed me that I am not in control but I have not reason to worry....

We are all busy, incredibly busy but we must stop and treasure what is passing in front of our eyes. I stopped and watched a hawk fly low right above my head. He looked awesome. Incredibly free and confident. Then comes a squirrel with bushy tail running to and fro in between the tall trees. In the afternoon, my son and I played tennis on the side of our house.
After a few swing, we noticed a funny looking fire ants. We decided to watch him for a while to see what he was doing. Then flew a cardinal from tree to another. Humming birds seem to have pretty much moved down. We don't see them nearly as much. This August and September was one of the busiest summer months we have ever had since we moved to this location as far as the humming bird visitors are concerned. It was fun and a pure joy to be entertained by such small life full of buzzing energy. I wished so many times that I could zap the energy out and have it infused into me.

This fall, I am busy. But not busy enough to forget that I have friends and family. I took a day off from my project yesterday. Worked quite a bit today and will take another day off tomorrow. It will all come together in the end.

So I sat and listened to my son practice his piano for about an hour and a half. Practicing is tough at times when the notes are not familiar and when you can't seem to catch on easily! But he is showing such strength and I am very proud of him. He gave me a nice private concert!
I would share these pieces with my friends. He has worked on these for last several weeks quite hard fighting against the waves of fatigue from homework, tennis, and just all the whirlwind of his daily life. He is working hard to keep up with what comes his way. Yes, these pieces still need more polishing and there are multiple mistakes, but I love them. Anyway, I enjoy raising him.

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