{"id":3034,"date":"2012-09-29T18:40:16","date_gmt":"2012-09-29T22:40:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3034"},"modified":"2012-09-29T19:41:25","modified_gmt":"2012-09-29T23:41:25","slug":"running-away-wanna-come","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3034","title":{"rendered":"Running Away… Wanna come?"},"content":{"rendered":"

My Facebook status reads, “Ever feel like running away? Today is one of those days… where would you go?” \u00a0<\/em>Funny how many assume that I’m wanting to run away from my kids. lol \u00a0Yes, there are many times I do, but today it’s just the rat race we call life. \u00a0Nothing specific… just all the things that keep me running.<\/p>\n

A week or two ago, I was sitting in the driver’s seat, parked, waiting for Sanj, and reached my arm around to tickle Sammy. \u00a0My arm was in an ackward angle. \u00a0Sammy jumped up, reacting to the tickle and then landed back on \u00a0my arm. \u00a0Needless to say my elbow was twisted in an unnatural angle and I screamed out. \u00a0No, it isn’t broken, “Thank you, Jesus!” \u00a0 Yet I believe I torn a ligament. \u00a0Sammy felt horrid, though it wasn’t his fault. \u00a0Did I mention that it’s my right arm (yes, I’m right handed). \u00a0Even wiggling my fingers causes discomfort. \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n

My doctor is likely going to send me for an ultrasound and told me not<\/em> to use it and rest it. \u00a0Ummmmm… really?<\/p>\n

Then this week is the Apple Pie Fundraiser. \u00a0(Remember this post<\/a>?) \u00a0Then there is the Thanksgiving Dinner for Seniors… on Thursday. \u00a0Then… 4 blissful days of no school!!!<\/p>\n

I’m sitting here and Josh is over my shoulder. \u00a0I love that someone’s always over my shoulder. \u00a0Usually, in the background, is Max. \u00a0He is always right by me. \u00a0This summer Tyler and Max were always with me. \u00a0Wherever I went. \u00a0Is that sweet? \u00a0I love that no matter where I am, Max, usually, follows me. \u00a0He is doing his own thing, playing on his iPad or whatever but always with me.<\/p>\n

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This summer, no matter if I was doing the most mundane task, Max and Tyler always puttered along. \u00a0I loved that.<\/p>\n

Back to running away, I would likely go somewhere warm with water. \u00a0A place I would love to go is Tahiti. \u00a0I’d have a little hut on the beach, read, cook, enjoy mangoes, not worry about bills, laundry, messy house and vehicles. I wouldn’t have to wonder if I am living up to God’s full potential for my life… and wonder what I am really suppose to be doing…<\/p>\n

I wouldn’t worry about all the people that I worry about. \u00a0I would just focus on today. \u00a0I’d appreciate that yesterday was gone and tomorrow isn’t here yet.<\/p>\n

Yup… I’d love to be on an island somewhere… in another life. \u00a0I mean this picture below is the reality I would choice is my life today wasn’t so perfect. (Insert… well, you know…)<\/p>\n

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Yet then… I’d have to worry about my reoccuring nightmare… tidal waves.<\/p>\n

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