This day has been... interesting. It started out with so much promise. I started writing about the little changes that could mean big things for health in our family. We joined a CSA. We'll be consuming at least half of our dairy and meat from organic, grass-fed sources. I'm still giving up grains, but my kids and my husband will only be eating "properly prepared" grains. I'm committing to building a fabulous backyard organic vegetable garden. I'm giving up my fear of "fasting" (eating vegan- hey, eating that way for 17 years actually gave me fatty liver disease and pre-diabetes so I think the fear is just a little bit warranted...) and trusting the Church on this one. I'm going to try not to eat grains or beans (and DEFINITELY NO SOY!) on Wednesdays and Fridays but I need to do it. Its good for the soul.
And then, Casey Anthony was declared not guilty by some dim-wits in Florida... Oh yes, the wonderful, paradise of Florida where every perfect gift from above is given. Unless that gift means justice for a murdered little girl. But hey, I live in California where we freed OJ Simpson and Robert Blake AND convicted Scott Peterson on less physical and circumstantial evidence then they had on Casey, so I can't say we're any better.
So, that kind of sucked.
But you know what? Hearing this verdict today made me want to spend MORE time with my children, to play games with them, to really listen to them, to read to them "just one more story" and sing just one more bedtime song. No time spent with my children is EVER wasted. They are the loves of my life. And I want to spend the rest of my life letting them know that. My greatest commitment is to my family. Honoring them, loving them, caring for them- these are my callings.
And I welcome them.