Why I should not write so late at night.

Don't you just want everything? You want kids, a husband, the best career in the world. You want to be a good friend, and great auntie. You want it all. But it usually doesn't work out that way. Something has to give. You want to be at every meeting. You want to cook every hot breakfast. You want to be at every bedtime tuck in. And you just can't. It is impossible. And you have to rely on others and the influence of others to make it work. There's really no other way. It goes back to the big lesson from this past year. You think you are in control, but you're really not. No one is. Control is a myth. Order is over-rated. You just do the best you can and let go. And let the butterfly come to you when it's ready.

Enough philosophizing for tonight. If you want something more substantial, I suggest going to Mary Hess's blog, where there is always a golden nugget of something worthwhile to think about.

Goodnight, T