I am usually pulled in a thousand directions here. None of it really done begrudgingly. Well, maybe the housecleaning, which I do, religiously, but a tad bit begrudgingly. Seems as if I am constantly trying to fine tune my balancing act skills. Which often is not pretty. No one has ever accused me of being graceful. Aren't we all on a quest of sorts to find the balance in our lives? Whether it is truly attainable or not, a life in balance, who really knows? Marriage and children. Running a household.Work, as well as pursuits outside our home obligations, as in say volunteering and philanthropy. Friends, "real " and cyber. Both important and both requiring time and effort. Of all the things I just rattled off, there is still then, complicated facets of each of those areas. Mind boggling facets. And then, there is us. Us, as in individuals. The us that we were before we became who we are today. Yeah, that little thing called, self.
Oh yeah. That little thing. Taking care of ourselves, which has got to get done somehow, someway, or how does all of the above succeed or even stay afloat? I don't have the answer. I think perhaps things lie in prioritizing. For me, that is difficult, because I have so many things that are important to me. And today, my point, cuz I do have one, promise, today I want to touch on one thing that I have come to care about a great deal. Something relatively new and something that I did not see coming. And that has been Mission iPossible.
Never in a million years did I imagine that what started as an intuition deep inside me, about something that just did not feel right, would morph into what it is today. And I know, we over at MiP, as in Ken and I, we know we are small potatoes compared to all the incredible things going on out in this world, but I have to tell you, I am really proud of the things that have happened and how they have unfolded. Really proud of what we have become and what I think we CAN become. But besides the obvious funds and donations, that it takes to keep us going, there is the work that needs to get done to make it come together. And that is no small task when your partner lives almost 3,000 miles away. There are time constraints for one. Be it literally different time zones, or time to put into MiP because we each have lives and families and other obligations. But somehow we have managed to keep it together and we have hopes of it becoming so much more.
I am lucky to have teamed up with Ken. Lucky he trusted me from the get go and continues to put up with me and all my short comings. Because there are many. Especially when it comes to technical/ computer savvy. I really suck at all that. Truly do. But we plug along, with a resolve to see it to where ever it may be going and today we already have in the works, a plan, more than a plan, for Mission 3. For now, head over to MiP and read about Daniel, our first of 2 recipients from Mission 2. And hang tight with us after that. Consider becoming a follower of the blog so you can keep updated on the happenings. Good stuff is coming and you don't want to miss it.
For now, back to balancing. I have a very hungry little girl at the moment. Well, she doesn't actually know she is hungry but it is past her feeding time. She has patiently been sitting next to me while I painstakingly have written this post. Takes me forever. As in, I basically one finger type. Well, not one finger but close. Failed typing in high school. Who does that? Apparently me. Ken might want to reconsider who is has paired up with. Girl cannot even type? Full of surprises, aren't I?