Bikes, Bonding, & Benatar

I guess it's no secret that I've recently experienced a very low LOW recently. By the grace of God and some AMAZING friends...my life has changed and seems to be on the upswing now. The fingerprints of God surround me on a daily basis, and I'm trying so hard in this busy life to stop. Breathe. Enjoy.

A couple friends have asked what the turning point was. I told them nothing in particular...a few small things happened to put life into perspective for me. There was the opportunity to give our favorite Denny's waitress a Walmart gift card since she lost EVERYTHING (except her kids) in a recent house fire. Giving can feel really good. And make you so incredibly thankful for what you have.

There was the amazingly healing dinner I shared with a girlfriend last Thursday evening. Can I just say there is absolutely NOTHING like great girlfriends?!

And then there was just one of those days that flows so smoothly...you can't help but go to bed with a smile on your face. Last Wednesday I finally got on my brand new bike...and rode an 12 leisurely miles with two wonderful friends. Can I just tell you that this cycling stuff is ADDICTING? I was a little freaked out flying down Blanco Road with the cars whizzing by me at 70+ mph. But, once we turned onto a quiet country road...it was much needed medicine for this worn out soul.

Somewhere along the way my gears got stuck, and I completely (and ungracefully) wiped out trying to get my clips out of the pedals. Even that wreck was healing...bruises and all.

After our ride we ate lunch and I picked up the kids from school, fed them, and had them in bed by 6:30. I even had an hour to relax before my guitar lesson.

When Richard pulled out Pat Benatar's "Hit Me With Your Best Shot," I groaned and rolled my eyes. After a few good laughs about how overplayed this song was back in the day, Richard convinced me to give it a try. And, with my cool new electric guitar and zebra strap...I felt slightly like the rock star I've always wanted to be.



And, with Trevor's new nickname for me, "Rock Star Mama," maybe I already am--at least in the eyes of the 3 Little Indians.

I have come to realize that it is up to ME to make myself happy and content in this life that often throws us curve balls. Attitude really is everything. I cannot depend on any person here on earth to fulfill me completely. So, I am trying to rely on my faith more and others less...because frankly, giving really IS better than receiving. And, I think I just may have something to offer this world...even if some days it's only a terrible rendition of a really old Benatar tune.