Coffee, coffee, coffee (life)

I don't know if it was because of the weekend events or the coffee/baked goods/grapes combo I've consumed today....but, I am in a bit of a state of flutter. I have been the poster child for unsuccessful multitaskers for most of the afternoon. Since I came back from visiting good friends in New England, I have worked with two computers simultaneously, have begun approximately 750 sentences which will never know their end, and have only done one of the things I've deemed absolutely critical for the day.

Now, I'm blogging to help me prepare my being for some good old fashioned hard work. [Really, we all know blogging is procrastination. But, I am going to assume that those of you who read this blog are well versed in the art of procrastination and I need not justify myself for that here.]

The weekend was filled with friends who are forming families. Babies are being born, children are growing, and people are settling. I feel as if my lifestyle is unique amongst some friends. My friends who are mothers get to enjoy the prospect of traveling for a month, eating out at new restaurants, and my less-than-slick approach to men through my stories. I get to enjoy the baby love, hearing of the humor that only children can bring, and the beauty of forming a family through theirs. They don't have to feel the anxiety of uncertainty and lack of connection. I don't have to feel the depth of panic that comes from not knowing if you are doing all you need to do to keep another person and family thriving.

Through the differences, we are all still able to truly enjoy one another. Some of these friends have been mine for twelve years. They have insight into who I am because they know who I was, the steps I have taken, and how my dreams have changed. These women and men bring such sincerity and love to my life. I am lucky to have them all.