A Short Entry Resulting from an Overwhelming Feeling

 This evening I held an Open House for Lyla and Mae so that friends who would like to come meet these little miracles could stop by; it was very casual.  We had just the right amount of friends stop by, and when I say friends I mean people who are more like family.  It was an enjoyable few hours of conversation, holding babies, laughter, food and even a few tears when reflecting on the earliness of Lyla and Mae's entrance into this world and the miracles they are.

As I reflect on this evening, I have a wonderful feeling of gratitude.  Gratitude of course, for Lyla and Mae (as well as their parents) and gratitude for such wonderful friends and for their love and support.

 Life really is made up of little moments and memories.
I am very much aware that I have a wonderful life with a family whom I love as well as friends who I've adopted as part of my family.   I just didn't want this evening to get away from me without recording this special memory. 

Am I Speaking a Different Language?

 I was invited by a friend to go with her to an informational meeting, last night, about something I've had some interest in lately.  I felt the need to go and in doing so, I learned some things and was happy to find something new to learn about.  The meeting ran kind of long so we didn't get home until after 10:30pm since we had to drive an hour home from the meeting.  Even in the lateness of the hour I wanted to share a little of what I learned with my family but I think I was more enthusiastic than they were.  (To be fair it was bedtime for them)

I seem to find myself in this situation on occasion.  I don't know if it's all in my delivery, but it seems that sometimes when I speak, I feel that I'm speaking a different language from a lot of other people.  And to be honest, it can be a little frustrating.  I don't know if this is a common experience for others, and I'd love to hear if it is. 

If I allow it, I kind of lose my enthusiasm for things I love to learn about, and I really don't want to do that.  So then, where is the balance in the things I'm loving to learn about and in my communication with those around me?  If I'm not careful I can put myself in a sort of isolation from others.  I have learned that sometimes it's easier to just not say anything about things that I love. 

I know we're all different and unique; I do appreciate that.  I think this is just another balancing act I get to learn how to handle, and I am still grateful for the learning experiences as well as for those people who "get me".