Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Happy June!
So June, month of my birth. Also the month for replacing car tabs and this year getting an emissions check (for the first time!), and beginning summer break and, eating ice cream, and traveling to Richland and becoming briefly childless and Father's day and falling in love... maybe.
Well if I were capable of falling in love that is. I'm not really though. I think I'm too cautious. I can't fall. I can jump. I can hop and skip or tiptoe. But I can't fall. I can't do it without intention and a conscious decision. Maybe that takes the fun out of it. I think as a mom though I must be cautious of falling in all of it's varied forms. Even if the end result of falling in love is warm and soft and cozy not broken bones and concussions. Falling is still scary.
but what do you call it when you're perched on the edge and you really have no choice left but to go over it? Can that be anything other than falling? Can it still be jumping? Guess we'll see. :)