You Heard That?

Crack, snapple, pop! No, it wasn't popcorn. It was my bi-weekly chiropractic treatment and after being put back into place, I headed back to the reception area and chatted with my chiropractor. He chided me for not sitting up straight and asked if my parents taught me that? "No, they were hippies and didn't make a big deal about it" I told him. "Hippies?" He said, laughing? Did they have a bong lying around too?" I laughed and told him "no, but after my mom left my dad there was some of that."

Suddenly, I looked over at the waiting area that is usually empty and it was full of people!!! Several adults just looking at me with various degrees of amusement on their faces after hearing my discussion. I turned bright red and started laughing with embarassment. "Yes, that's right folks, hippies!" The chiropractor and I kept laughing and I said goodbye to everyone and then walked out laughing the whole way to my rental mini-van.

Have I mentioned why I have a rental mini-van? Ahh, yes, let me explain. A few weeks ago I was making a left turn at a light on a green arrow when a car (driven by an under-cover policeman) came out of nowhere at 50 mph, ran a very red light and slammed into the back corner of my car! I was so lucky to escape without any scratches, but it scared the crud out of me. My poor dog Roxy is limping and has shoulder damage. This is the same dog, the money pit, who has been through the gamut already. Sigh. Poor thing. My neck is jacked up and my wrist and hand too, but the amazing thing is that it could have been so much worse. My car is in the shop for three weeks and right now I am enjoying the ease of "magic doors" as my girls like to call them. At least they're having fun with it.

The great thing is that even with all of this, I am still so happy for the little things like going to swim practice and seeing London swim with her arms and legs and move like a dolphin in the water. That makes my day! Zoe and London just doing the silly things that sisters do makes me feel like a ray of sunshine is directly over us and all is right in the world.

More Thoughts on Home and Deep Stuff

I'm still on this discussion of home since we're in the process of selling our house and last week something cool happened. We dropped the girls off in their Sunday school classrooms and as I entered the church foyer, I felt a sense of peace and comfort settle upon me. It felt like home to be there and things took on a clear perspective. This was exactly where I was supposed to be. The buildings that we make into our homes are still buildings. Does it matter if it changes? I don't know. I'm trying to figure it out as I go along.

The memories that I have of bringing my baby girls home from the hospital and the midnight feedings and pacing back and forth barefoot on the wood floors at all hours don't change based on the building that I live in. Our home matters to a certain extent, but the memories stay with us regardless of where we are. There are countless pictures of our families, video footage, and 1003 pages of kid's art to document the journey and help us relive it. Maybe seeing familiar walls enables us to reminisce on the milestones? I'm sure there are cases to be made either way.

The message that revved me up was about writing a good story for your life and how we are living it out. It inspired me to re-think the goals that I have put off into the distant future. Perhaps some of those things can be planted now in some small fashion? I love finding a new perspective, it's like being a kid again and learning something extremely cool and mind-blowing. Now that the week is nearly over, I'm looking forward to next Sunday where I know I can find encouragement, spiritual sustenance, and comfort. It's like I get a mental tune-up every time I go to church and then I think more clearly, for a few days at least. That's where reading one book comes into play. =)