The boys woke up early this morning and wanted to watch a Halloween movie, but Halloween movies aren’t as easy to come by as Christmas movies. We searched on Netflix and couldn’t really find anything frightful, so to speak, so we settled on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. The new version with Johnny Depp. As a longtime fan of Willy Wonka and a fan of all Roald Dahl stories, I love both versions. The original film with Gene Wilder was always the movie we watched on the last day of school growing up. Either that or The Neverending Story. And furthermore, I love all Tim Burton films and Johnny Depp. You can’t really go wrong with that combo.
Brooks and I ran the Power of Pink 5K yesterday hosted by our hospital’s foundation. Even though he’s only eight, he’s one of my favorite race buddies. We’ve ran at least four races together. Around the 2.5 mile mark yesterday, I told to go ahead of me. We’d stayed together until that point, but I was struggling up a final hill and he was picking up speed, so he ran on. He ended up taking first place in the 14 and under age group and I finished fourth in my age group. We ran with a team from my work and saw a lot of faces we love. Most importantly, this race is very important to us because my mom fought and beat breast cancer before she found out she had blood cancer. Brooks and I signed our names in her memory on the race banner, we participated in the memory walk after the race and a friend of mine sent the pink roses photo below right before the race started. While I miss my mom every minute, days like yesterday are so special and meaningful. It was a blessed experience, indeed.
I’ve got to find a good book to read. It’s been a while since I was so sucked into a book I could barely put it down. Love Warrior by Glennon Doyle was the last book hooked me. There’s a stack of great books sitting in the floor beside my bed. I guess I just need to pick one up and start reading. Before smartphones and laptops, I was an insanely avid reader. I’ve totally let technology take that away from me. I really need to work on that.
Mom guilt has been overwhelming lately. Going back to work was a necessity for the income and not only that but I absolutely love my job. It’s a dream job that involves writing, journalism, photography and digital marketing. But trying to work full-time, find time here and there to work out and be a good mom has proven to be a challenge. But then again, even when I was working from home, I would get terrible bouts of mom guilt. I think moms are always too hard on ourselves. It’s easy to feel guilty if we’re doing anything other than focusing whole-heartedly on our children. I have to remind myself that to be the best mom I can be, I also have to take care of myself. It’s easier said than done, but I’m working it.
I hope you’ve had a great weekend and that you have a wonderful Sunday. If you don’t live in the Blue Ridge Mountains, perhaps you could come visit our area this month. The leaves are already changing. It’s supposed to be a stunningly beautiful fall. One of my professional roles is associate editor with Smoky Mountain Living magazine. Below is a photo by Luke Sutton posted on the magazine’s Facebook page. Seriously, so beautiful.