Finding My Jayme Legs

I really need to have a stern talk with the person responsible for making my schedule.

I've had nary a moment to celebrate the moments of my life.

Nary.

I don't cotton to being this busy.

Not one bit.

I was told today that the tendonitis in my right arm might be from me waving it saying 'I'll do it!' -

Now that's funny - I don't care who ya are.

I thought I'd finally tell you about the spectacular day that I had with Aaron a few weeks ago.

It was a splendid day in many ways.

I felt free, and calm and mentally organized.

My clean eating is paying off.

It was Aaron's day - I told him I'd take him anywhere he wanted to go -

It started with Starbucks, the AT & T store (he's obsessed with cellphones) and then the

Blue Room Cafe.

It's a little place we drove by one time, about a year ago - and Aaron wanted to go there.

It's in downtown Hammond, Indiana.

This is Bobby. 

He's the elevator man.

Read that again.

The elevator man.

Well, that just makes me swoon.  We had to take the elevator up to the bathroom.

I fell in love with this old building.

It had so much character and charm.

Y'all know what a hard time I had adjusting to Aaron going back to public school this past fall -

I honestly feel like I'm finally getting over it.

I'm finally finding my legs again.

I was so completely lost feeling.

photo by Aaron

I felt vacant.

Paralyzed.

Purposeless.

Free.

Scared.

Alone.

Pregnant with possibility.

This 15 year old punk was my heartbeat.

Well - he still is.

At the moment that Aaron took this picture of us in a dirty old bathroom mirror - it dawned on me -

I'm ok.  He's ok.  We're ok.

Things are different now - but they aren't bad.

In fact, they are pretty good-and if I wasn't careful, I was going to miss it.  I was going to grieve away all the joy that we have now.

We have great days together now.

We have great talks, and we still laugh until we cry - or pee - which ever comes first.

This is John, and he's the proprietor of this wonderful cafe.

There was a wonderful vibe in this place - a pulse of peace that was palpable.

I could have stayed all afternoon.

While John prepared our food - I struck up a conversation with Robinson.

He was quite the chatter, but got shy when I asked if I could take his photo.

We chit chatted about music and life.

He told me that he chooses happiness everyday.

He told me he leaves his problems at home.

I love Robinson.

And I love chicken salads -

and Aaron loves panini sandwiches...

and I love how my hair looks here - so I put this pic in...

I can do that...I'm the blogger.

John does latte art.

Law.

I didn't have a latte cause I've been dairy free - but I tell you what....

next time I see something like this, I'm drinking it - I think it would be worth the bloat.

Life is too short not to drink lattes in awesome coffee shops.

Life is too short to look back so much that you miss what's ahead of you.

This is the snapshot I took away from the day.

Taking the time out to enjoy.

Taking time.

Taking.

Enjoying.

Being.

Peace.