Visited friends today. It started out as my hubby going to his friends’ house to play magic (it’s a card game actually officially called “Magic the Gathering” one of the original ones that came before “Pokemon”.) He’s been teaching our oldest how to play and she wanted to try playing against someone other than him. So I suggested we go with him. She wants to practice with them so that she can beat some of the boys at her school who get together to play -lol!! That’d be a nice way to put them in their place! Also, I haven’t visited with these friends in a while, well, I came to visit with the lovely lady of the house while our hubby’s played cards. I know the wording is weird, but I try really hard not to write people’s names on here; to respect their privacy. She has two little cuties, a 4 year old and a 2 year old and our little man really enjoys playing with them. So nice to see them. She was super exhausted because she had to get up at 12:00AM and work until 10:00 this morning and then she spent the day cleaning her house, because they had people (not just us) coming over. There were about 8 guys sitting around the table, plus our 17 year old daughter, playing this game, and wow, do they get into it. We decided that next time, she should come to our house with her boys and the rest of them can go to her house to play magic. Three little boys under 4 running around, screaming, giggling and playing could hardly be heard over the card players. I could hardly hear her despite sitting right beside her. It was like going to one of those lounges where the music is so loud you can hardly hear yourself think, let alone talk to someone else. Very very hard to carry on a conversation! But, despite that, we had a good visit. It had been far too long since we saw them or at least since I’ve seen them. They work with my husband, so he sees them often.
Isn’t it sad how time can pass. I feel like I blink and a month passes. You see someone and talk about how you can’t let so much time pass before you get together again. Then, six months later, you get together or run into each other and say the same thing all over again. And, it happens so easily and with so many people! It feels like time just melts away. I always say “life gets in the way of my good intentions”, but I’m thinking now that that is a crappy excuse! Life is too short. I realize that is cliche, but it is true. We need to live with intention, doing what we love, spending time with people who are important to us, not taking things for granted. There are so many ways to say this and it is not something new or original, but it’s just so true. Life can change in a second. The smallest thing can happen to change it all. Life is meant to be lived! Being sick has forced me to open my eyes and appreciate things that I would likely have shrugged off or not even considered important before. The small things. A “good day” to me is a day without much pain that I spend with my family, maybe watching a movie or playing a game. Nothing huge or over the top, just the basic simplest things.
Living with intention and setting priorities. Doing things you always meant to do. Like, perhaps, writing everyday in a blog…something I always meant to do, but never got around to doing it. Until now!
It’s on baby!!

Hopefully one day I’ll get it right, or at least have fun, while about it I write!