The Scenic Route

A recent topic of conversation with Sara focused on children, parents, and parenting. She said "You get the kids you deserve." I said, "You get the kids you mold and nurture."

Perhaps it is the same thing.

Perhaps that is true of life events, too -- you get the life you deserve, because it is the life you grow and nurture.

Here

How did I end up here?

Which here?

How did I end up . . .

in Eugene?
single after a lifetime married?
alone?

The short answer is “Because.”

The long answer starts with a question:
“Where else could I have ended, so I can (re)begin?”

Is there divine intervention, or a preordained path that guides me?

Or do I make my own fate? and when did that fate begin?

The two-year-old baby who became Jake once asked me:

if he had been born to another mother,
how long did I think it would have been
until I found him?

. . . . a beautiful thought . . . . .

Maybe we choose our fate before we are born.

Maybe we choose our fate when we choose our values
and (despite temptations) live those values day by day

integrity
honesty
consistent hard work
compassion

love.

So that, when our road seems to dead-end,
those values light an alternate path

lined with friends

paved with a reputation

landscaped with possibilities.

and So. Here I am. here is where I am supposed to be today.

Tomorrow? that’s another story…

. Kim
. August, 2009

Summer

A dear old friend visited for two days... reminiscing, making sense of life's events, and accepting. One of my worries, as I contemplated divorce a while back, was that friends I've known for 30 years would not understand or would not care to understand, and would "choose sides."

So far, that hasn't been the case. I am filled with a serenity and a sense of belonging.

Sitting on my deck, enjoying the wildlife and the domestic critters that inhabit my little slice of Eugene, my life is pretty nearly perfect.

Summer Peace

breathe deep, summer air
golden warmth caresses me
bare skin rejoices