October 12

I was thinking of that old Whitney Houston song. The one that says the children are our future. I was at a celebration yesterday for a friend’s newborn baby girl, and of course a lot of other colleagues’ children, babies and toddlers, were present as well. It was such a joy to watch them and play with them. Those kids … when they laugh you can’t help but forget about the bad things happening in the world, at least for a few seconds. Because I’m no prophet, I don’t know if I’ll ever have one. Not for lack of want, but this is one thing that I no longer delegate to the must-have, I-won’t-be-complete-without-one category. Truth is, as of right now I don’t have much in the way of that category. It could change in time, but I am just living in the NOW, now. One day I’m sitting at the office, bored to death by the all-too-common tasks at hand, while some day I may be looking at Martha Stewart online, looking for ways to make my family’s home pretty. It may sound outrageous, even on paper, but I do have a romantic streak in me. I may not believe that things are written in the stars, but if something beautiful happens, then I won’t have qualms telling you that, yeah this time it seems they are.

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