Odd...
When yesterday in the same family one life is lost and one is brought pink and wriggling into the world is so beyond my mind. I find it fascinating. While my cousin brought a beautiful baby girl into the world, 9lbs 8oz ten fingers and toes. A couple thousands miles away my aunt took her last breaths in this life. I know you can always say that happens everyday, but in one family is strange to me. It brings life into perspective. I do think it is causing me to take a step back tonight. We surround ourselves with trivial things... but I feel that is what we do. I'm in a strange refective mood.
With my birthday just week past, a birth, a death, weddings, engagements, pregnancies... all within the last 6 months life has been insane. I find it has put me in a rush for life. I want marriage, kids, grandkids and happily ever after. I'm in a hurry to 'grow up' and have a life of my own. I'm anxious to expierience things and live... I've got the itch to start my life. I hope it either gets scratched soon or goes away. I'm lonely and confused...
embrace.
