Tuesday, September 23, 2008

OINK AND SWOOSH



This is a picture of my little cast iron pig with wings. I like it....a lot. Peter bought it for me the last time we went to the Grand Canyon, which was last summer when we took Emma. I'm keeping it here next to my 'puter while I'm in school. It reminds me of how far I've come.

When I think back over life and where I found myself at different stages and ages, I
would have never ever thought I would have been here in this place at this time at this stage and this age pursuing the things I'm pursuing. But, voila!

So, I guess I believe in the power of dreams...and I KNOW how squishy and gooey that
sounds but I can't help it. I believe in the power of the dream and its ability to galvanize you into action. I also know that everyone hits a hiccup now and again but it's just that, a hiccup and you don't take a day off of work for hiccups. And you sure don't stop the course of your destiny because of it. So, I guess I'm enjoying the dream. The whole thing. The dream, the action, the goal and the getting of it. It's all fun and it's all good.

Yea...this post is a little disjointed and not nearly as entertaining as the title would suggest...sorry...just taking a little personal inventory as I ramp up here for some research...that's all...it's just funny to me that as I review my life and see myself as a little fat, fourth-grader on the playground singing Gershwin (alone, I might add), and then as a scared, pregnant kid who, despite the absolute lack of any resources whatsoever was still enamored with the idea of this little person connected to me, to an always inadequate-feeling member of the women's group at church, and yada yada to THIS place where I'm starting research for the field of psychoneuroimmunology. Oh yea, like anyone saw this coming...

Yea, I'll get through school...when pigs fly...and they're doing the loveliest things with their wings these days....

5 comments:

hi, i'm nancy! said...

there are more words of wisdom in this little posting than i can possibly count.

pigs, indeed, are flying, Deb.

(including the one that sat two rows over from us on the plane from Copenhagen to Amsterdam yesterday. P-frickin-U!)

The Katzbox said...

hahahaha....so happy that you are coming home...so very happy!!!

Brown and Serve said...

As my three year old would absolutely sing along to when watching Cinderella

"A dream is a wish you're heart makes"

I started thinking about that, and I think it's true.

Brown and Serve said...

HA HA I don't have a three year old, I meant my three year old niece. Wouldn't it be funny if I had a three year old no one new about.

The Katzbox said...

Well, one day you'll have a 3-year-old...perhaps one day you'll have had several...

And I agree with the sentiment of the song...I'm hearing that type of thing more and more...even in the new Madonna/Justin Timberlake song there's a line that goes, "If you wished for it, you better like it" meaning that you get what you think about....