“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” -Rumi

“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.” -Rumi

We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. — “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” April 16, 1963

Respect your haters. They are the ones who think you are better than them. -Unknown

You don’t understand, no-one does. When a woman makes the choice to marry, to have children; in one way her life begins but in another way it stops. You build a life of details. You become a mother, a wife and you stop and stay steady so that your children can move. And when they leave they take your life of details with them. And then you’re expected move again only you don’t remember what moves you because no-one has asked in so long. Not even yourself. You never in your life think that love like this can happen to you. -Francesca, Bridges of Madison County

“Motherfuckin’ tittysuckin’ two-balled bitch!” -Agent Zoil – Paul

Back To School – Then and Now

22 August, 2005 /

First Day of School… Last Year

First Day of School… This Year

Summer is officially over in the Stone/Baland house. The kids all put on their backpacks and went back to school this morning.
I got up this morning, took a shower, got dressed and took the same picture I took last year.

Tyler of course thought this was just stupid that I would want the same shot I took last year.
“Just stand still and shut up.”
“Do I have to smile?”
“No, just stand there.”
I only took two because their friends were outside getting ready to get walk to school and I didn’t want to use up all my embarrassment points on something like this. I would rather save them up for the good stuff.

It’s only 9:30 am and I have 4 hours before I leave to pick them up.

It’s too quiet.

I can’t fucking believe I MISS THEM. I miss them being all loud and leaving stuff around. I thought I would dance the jig when they went back to school. I surely didn’t believe I would survive the summer! I did though…and NOW I MISS THEM.