Sometimes, I wake up in the morning with the feeling that I am waiting for life to happen. Waiting for the year to end. Waiting for family to visit. Waiting to visit India. Waiting for a friend to call. Waiting for the dream job. Waiting for the family to be complete. An eternal series of waiting for something to happen.

I know plenty of people have waxed eloquent about the joys of living in the moment. I feel like I am waiting for that too.

Sorry to be a downer bright and early. Some days are like that.

It reminded me of this song though it might have nothing to do with what I have written.

Mom to three. Open adoption advocate. Writer.

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