"You're never completely ready...It just becomes your turn."

This is a quote from Ty Murray on "Dancing with the Stars." Now let me first say, that I'm not a usual suspect for such shows, but I wanted to see what all the hype was about and nothing else was on. I was really much more interested in all the different people than I was the dancing. If you know me, you understand this. Since I would never be able to dance anything other than dances like my favorite "The Chicken Dance". Anyway, as they showed the interview for Ty Murray I was struck by this statement.

As I was growing up, the days before school started each year, I would go into the living room with just my mom and cry. It was not that I did not like school. I was not ready for all I would have to face. I do NOT like change. I am a total don't move my cheese girl. I knew there would be ups and downs, positives and negatives, glories and failures....and honestly they all scared me. I just did not know if I could live up to the standard or "make it". I was never completely ready, but when my turn came......somehow it wasn't that bad.........and I did enjoy most of it.

As an adult, I have faced heartbreak, tragedy and fears........just like every one else. I have also experienced overwhelming joy, victories, and comical happy's. All of these have shaped me and make me.....me. Most of these happenings have caught me off guard, and again....I was not really ready....it was just my turn.

I see life around me changing in front of my eyes. My little boy no longer sleeps in his baby bed, and potty training has been okay........this week. Everyday is something new... a new word, a new game, something. We have so much fun during the day making crafts, reading and playing. He is a joy that I want to help him be ready for anything and everything he must face in this life.

So tonight I sit with my precious little boy, so very thankful that even though I constantly find myself not ready in life......it continues to be my turn.

*** BTW*** Parker did pick out all the beads and glued them on the train himself. I know they are in almost a perfectly straight line.....He is definitely Alex's and My child. Also, he picked out the colors for the clothing of the Howard Family. Yes, he wanted Daddy to wear pink..... I thought that was too funny. Oh and he helped in cutting the clothes out. He did not like it, probably because I had my hands on the scissors too. He loved gluing the eyes on the people, but he did not want us to have mouths and noses. So, we don't.