Tuesday, March 03, 2009

some days. . .

i feel like this. today at lunch chris and i discussed just how hard/amazing it is to be alive sometimes, and to be a grown up. but i keep kicking my feet, and taking those gasps of air because i know it will get better. and i have a LOT to be grateful for.

4 comments:

e.p. said...

Zina, when I read your blog and see all of the wonderful and beautiful things you are doing, I am happy to be alive. Thank you for sharing of yourself so freely (especially your chicken triumph!). May I come visit you on the ranch sometime? Life there seems so rich and so real. I have been cooped up for days, only a few minutes outside, writing a paper that will not let me go (or I will not let it go). Oh to be among the mountains and the cougar tracks! How exhilarating. Keep floating. It means a lot to me that you float the way you do! :)

Amy said...

Oh, Zina. I envy the bits of life you post on here. We only barely know one another, but if ever I could, I'd step in for you. xoxo

ZLB said...

oh thanks guys! you are both so lovely! anyone and everyone is welcome for a visit. i hesitated to even put up this post as i am very hesitant to be too personal on a blog, and yet i also dislike the falseness of presenting your life as something perfect and idyllic. it is a fine line to balance between being real, warts and all, and not turning your blog into a public pity forum (which is never my intention). but i have a friend who shares sometimes when things are rough, and i always really appreciate that because then i know how she really is. so i guess i was trying my hand at that, i think maybe it would help if i weren't so vague when i do post more difficult bits of reality.

sam said...

this is EXACTLY EXACTLY EXACTLY how i feel right now...actually for the past two months. man, oh man.