Little mama pains

Tomorrow is Micah's 14th Birthday.  My baby boy.  The youngest.  The last.

I am so happy to be celebrating another year of his life, looking forward to the cake and the fun. However, in the truest part of my heart, I feel a little break.  When people told me that these years are fleeting, I was up to my ears in diapers and praying for little ones to lay down for a nap.  I couldn't see it not going on forever.  This us.  Me and my boys.  Today, I feel that time is going by.  Dakota is grown up.  Carson is nearly grown up.  Now . . . Micah too.  He will be in high school next year.  I love him so.  He is my huggy lovey guy.  His mind is always on others and how he can make things better for them.

Yes, I feel like celebrating.  I do love birthdays.  Still, I also feel like I want to cry, just a little.

Sweet Tree Review

Here is the link to my poem, which was published in the Fall issue of Sweet Tree Review.  It is a quarterly online publication, and the editors have been so great.  Happiness!

http://www.sweettreereview.com/night-muse-stacy-dixon

Some of my pain must be healed

You know it's going to be a weird day when your ex-husband sends a text with a love note at 6:00 a.m.  Of course, he hadn't put his glasses on yet when he sent the "Good morning, Babe" text to his ex-wife, promising he left a surprise for me.

After I read the text, I sat down on my bed and laughed.  It wasn't a fake laugh, the kind I used to use to mask my pain about this sort of thing.  It was a genuine heart felt laugh at the absolute hilariousness and irony of this.  I realized afterward that some of my pain has gone away.  Of course, his hasn't, especially when he had to send the text of apology back to me.

Life has moved on for me.  However, I am going to be enjoying this little mess up for a few days.  He he.  I may laugh some more.

Writing life

I received an email from "Sweet Tree Review" this afternoon.  They have accepted my poem called "Night Muse" for publication in their Fall issue.  They are a quarterly online publication.  I am soooo happy and can't wait to see the issue.

Exponent II

I received my contributors copy of Exponent II in the mail today.  My poem "The Middle" is published in it. It looks very nice, and I am thrilled to be featured in those pages.

http://exponent.hyperingenuity.com/store.cgi

Suoman morning

I miss Suomi so much.  My sister sent me this morning photo.  Oh, how I long to go there again and be with my Finnish family.  Dreams.

Ready or not, it's August!

First of all, our temperatures outside have already been over 100 degrees in July.  Me and my "no air conditioner vehicle" would thank the heavens if it does not get any hotter in August.

Next, it's "back to school" month for Carson and Micah.  Always a stressful but exciting time when they start a new school year.  I am wondering where the summer went.  It really flew by for me. Carson is a driver now too.

At work, it is County Fair time.  For me, that means finding volunteer Horticulture judges for several fairs, and a lot of other projects.  I will also spend some time all alone in the office "holding down the fort" while others are away at our own Utah County Fair.  Lucky me.  Ha ha.

Once upon a time, when they were little, Carson and Micah were exactly the same height.  Carson would get so mad when strangers would ask me if they were twins.  He would say "I'm two and a half years older than him!" Well, as fate would have it, they are once again the same height.  Carson hit 5' 9" a few months ago, at the age of 16.  Over this summer, Micah has grown a remarkable amount of inches to equal his brother at the age of 13.  Amazing to me.  Here's a little look back...