mrsmomdragon

Ever feel like you have so much to say, you just don’t know where to begin? Like you just vomit on all of the words that are in your mouth but they are just stuck?
Or, you don’t know what to do other than just…cry? So many questions that you want to ask, or know the answer to. Yet we can’t. Maybe we won’t ever know the answer.

Yeah. That’s kind of where I’m at.

I’m not great with words. Sometimes, I find myself crying. Not because I am necessarily sad, or mad…just because. Because that’s my release. That’s my way of communicating my feelings. And that’s when I write.

Life is hard. To be honest, there are times, life flat out sucks. And it’s in those crappy times, our own life seems to be put into perspective.

What matters.
What doesn’t.

Last week some very good friends of ours…

Well, it’s official. I’m a soccer mom.
As a matter of fact, I’m probably THAT soccer mom. And, no, it’s not because I now drive a van.

When Elijah first began playing soccer at the age of 4, it was more of a cuteness factor. All of the kids running after the ball causing constant pile ups, shin guards and socks that would constantly fall down because their little legs were still too small, and no goalies.

As he has gotten older, he has learned that he really enjoys soccer. He gets it. Elijah is usually my quiet, a little bit timid, A-LOT-like-his-mommy child. But when it comes to soccer, I see a spark in his eye and he comes alive on the field. He is not afraid to get in there and be aggressive. I live for that. It’s amazing to watch your kids realize that they are really…