Nothing more Nothing less

The days tumble over each other and there seems to be this lovely blur where details are remembered through photo's, jottings, journels and discussions. I don't feel the need to be doing anything more then I am at this stage of my life, as each step seems like a positive progression. The simplest things are enjoyable and I like that. I haven't felt that sort of satisfaction in years. I'm not existing, I'm doing, but on no one else's terms but mine with my family's needs a very huge priority. It's lovely, the simplest pleasures such as walking up to our local library will be at this stage of my life the things I remember because there was no fuss involved, deadline, strategy, being on the same page! type scenario. It was as simple as co-ordinating a three year old and baby. We joke that a mother's life is tougher then expected and the trials of children go way beyond the office and worklife. Well if that is the case I feel very well equiped to deal with that down the track and look forward to daydreaming about these moments when it was a simple navigation through life with no peripheral pressures.