moon

Itty, bitty (almost full) moon

For me, life’s ups and downs come in cosine waves. High peaks, low valleys.

Extremes.

Don’t get me wrong. I have a really nice life. I’m blessed with a husband who I love and kids that can bug the shit out of me but who are healthy, smart and usually kind.

But it just seems that when it’s good for me, it’s really good. And when it’s not? Well, all hell seems to break loose at the same time.

Ex-husband issues, unknown (potential) tax increases, teenage hormones and, of course, peri-menopausal mood swings.

Thankfully, I’m peaking right now.

On my morning run this morning, in the just cool-enough air, I saw a few things that made me smile: the two older ladies that I see power walking most mornings, the almost full moon setting in the west and the twinkling of Christmas lights all around my neighborhood. (I’m Jewish but they still make me happy. Almost envious.)

And when my son left for school before the sun was up, he gave me a big hug, towering over me and giving me his sweetest smile. Warmed my heart.

He doesn’t usually hug me good bye but I made him do it today because I’m not going to see him until Monday afternoon. I’m leaving today on a cruise with my husband and 12 of my closest friends.

My bags are almost packed. I have one kid left to get off to school. And then it’s off to the port and on-board the ship where, for five days, I don’t have to do any dishes or laundry, there will be little Internet access, and the only reason my stomach is going to hurt is because I’m going to be laughing so hard.

Like I said, I’m peaking.

P.S. For the record, this is what a cosine wave look likes:

cosine