Who Is Who?

One of these pictures is Mikaela and one is Deanna. Personally, I am shocked by how similar they look. To anyone of my friends and regular readers I ask you can you tell who is who? :) 

Minus The Beer

I am alone in the car. I look out at the dark, rainy night. I am alone. And in this moment I am just a typical mom. There is no RAD, there is no trauma, there are no angry people, there is no disbelieving family. There is only me. I am alone. It is a good alone. Alone but not lonely. 

I reach over and pick a song to play. I've been making St Patrick's Day dresses, pants and more lately so I decide to get a little celtic rocky. First Enter the Haggis and then Gaelic Storm. I turn the music up. I sing along. I listen to what I am singing. I listen to this music that glorifies drinking beer, something I never drink, and I laugh at my fellow Irishmen. I laugh at some of the funnier lines. I listen a little closer. I listen to the music that glorifies beer drinking and I hear the beauty. The deeper message. The songs do not glorify beer drinking but life. 

Life is to be lived. Life is to be taken seriously, but not too seriously. Life is fun. Life is a gift. Life is precious. Life is to be exalted not endured. Life is to be lived. 

I pull up in front of the house. I jump right out of the car. I need to get inside. I know that life is on the other side of the door. And that there has most likely been dawdling and delaying by my children who do not want to go to bed. But instead of feeling like I had "so much" to do to get them into bed I smile. I feel like I am being given the gift of this time with my kids. I feel joy at coming and hugging them and kissing them and taking care of them. I feel, for that moment, able to really live life. The Irish way - minus the beer. 

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