Monthly Archives: January 2013

Meaning Something to Someone Really Rocks

My two precious miracles

It’s amazing what a little love can do for your day!

My son is four and a half. He is a type A kiddo with a huge sense for right and wrong. Sometimes I call him my little policeman. “Momma, that’s not supposed to go up there. Momma, they’re trying to drive on the road, too. Momma, yesterday you told me not to say that. Why did you say that word?” There are so many cute things he says everyday to remind me, to do the right thing. To model the right thing.

Today I received an email from the director at his daycare. She said, Simon was really missing his mommy today. He needed a little extra snuggle time, which is one of the reasons why I picked the daycare center they go to, because they are cherished there. They feel love everyday.

The director followed up and said, he wanted to send you an email, and I would have blushed ear to ear if I didn’t have olive skin.

This is the letter my son typed for me on her computer:

“J8fi,[0i =-kvt-o9,m=v-tk,\=\,=v5,3w0=,v,==v,v0,5,mk93b0-to,me-fo,v-eo,,,,,tvrtttttttttt[rdtv-,tr-vt-est,-,tvimtsmt-rmtm5trtvv0”

Then the director asked him if he felt better. He said yes.

I quickly emailed back and told the director, I had just blown him a kiss all the way from work. I asked her to see if he’d caught it.

I can’t wait to pick him up tonight and see what he had to say. I love my babies. They make me smile. They give me a reason to smile everyday and dream. Because I know when I dream and I take steps to make them happen, they watch me. As a proud momma, I’m hoping they dream big and chase them just as hard I do.

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Living Wednesday Like an Almost Monday

Jan 3

Posted by Erika Beebe

How many times have you really wanted something—you started off strong—kept the fire burning hot, and then a cold bucket of water poured right over the top of your head.

I have changed my mind in life so many times. Always a busy person. Always moving. Fitness was a natural thing for me. I wanted to be a dietitian, until I looked six years of school in the face and realized the expense of school didn’t match with the paycheck. I wanted to be a zoologist, but discovered I had a ferocious allergy to pet dander. A landscape architect was probably my favorite career dream of the past—until my body fizzled out leaving me with nothing but a huge fever, bed rest, and a brain ache from the sleep deprivation; the gentle persuasion from those around me to figure out something else didn’t help either.

Today is a different moment. I learned I can be many different things in life. I learned to take a hard look at the things I love and weigh them in weight. Just like the Marilyn quote, I have the one thing now that I really dream about and wish for more than anything. But I can’t give up. I have to open my mind to feedback, the growth I’ll gain from it, and always write and read every day. There’s no time for excuses; there will always be competition, but I can dream harder.

So what did I do today to get me that much closer?

I have one major revision to make in my book based on a recent writing workshop I completed with a literary agency in New York. I have to change the reaction of a character, which is sort of a domino effect for the following chapters. So I set my alarm to 5:00 a.m. I set the coffee pot to go off so the smell and the steam would draw me right from the bed. I had the computer sleeping so I could sit right down, sip my coffee and write. And I did. For one entire hour before it was time to get ready for work. And you know what? I was more organized today than I’d been in a long time.

And tomorrow? 4:30 a.m. is my goal. I’m inching my way into a 4:00 a.m. routine. I know, that’s an almost ungodly time of day. But I have to. I know I can do it. ;0)

Posted in Dreams, Erika Beebe, wanting dreams more.

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