July 23, 2013

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Day Two Hundred and Three:  Fabulous.

The pictures of Kate coming out of the hospital after having her baby just add her to my fabulous list.  When did I stop being so fabulous?  When did I stop that walk?  I’m not quite a diva, but not quite a hermit, and the walk just accompanies it.  Confidence and comfort are two things that come hand in hand with fabulousness, and the walk.  I fel like any mom who comes out of the hospital the day after pushing out a kid deserves to be fabulous even for that one moment, and if any time to be praised for being it Kate deserved it today.

What rockin’ parents, though, legit, like despite Will’s hairline they are beautiful people with a beautiful kid who may be in the spotlight but that kid didn’t ask for it, he doesn’t know he’s going to be King, so like, let’s all just appreciate how fabulous that kid is for a minute.

Families are fabulous, when they are confident and comfortable, and so are people.  I know a lot of fabulous kids who got on horses today, and most of them were nervous and all of them a little intimidated by these huge majestic creatures who are literally unknowns for most of them, and yet they all took that swing of the right leg over its back and trusted us to guide them around the arena on a horse.  I have never been so proud of them, those fabulous campers of mine, for kicking butt today on the horses.

My staff are also fabulous.  They have grown into their positions this year, and have taken charge and relaxed into it, and sometimes its rocky or hot, but man, they’re fabulous.  How lucky am I?

Tomorrow’s pajama day, it’ll be fabulous.  My new mantra is to be Fabulous, just think fabulous, and you know what? My stress has lifted.  All of the questions, doubts, they have literally all lifted.  I have never had such…well, actually, I have had this realisation.  January first I ha this realisation that man I am brilliant and fabulous and guess what?  Yeah, I missed Europe, and that one guy, and I missed being able to see and being seven again and eating salmon, but I knew I was fabulous.  I was comfortable and confident, and by golly I’ve done it again.

I’m back, world, watch out.


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