Where it’s at

Today I spoke with a friend I have not chatted with in a very long time. She was always the Single Friend who had ample amounts of income, accessories and vacations in her line up. While I truly love my life and would never want to BE anybody else. There are times when I have thought that just leading her life and having her means for 24 hours would prove a relaxing respite. In the last year she has married and now has a two month old baby. As we spoke today and I could her little plumpling nursing and grunting in blissful contentment and I heard the peace in her voice, I realized -as I do from time to time- just how effing spectacular the mothering gig is. Sure it is riddled with peanut butter fingers, tantrums and not nearly enough sleep, but it is golden. This is where it’s at, man.