Will you be my giant?

I got a feeling a just can’t shake.

Last fall I was at a football game. I was standing by a kind man that was carrying his baby in one of those nifty baby slings. At first I admired the fabric. Then I started noticing the baby. Boy did he look cozy in there.

I am not sure if it was because I was tired, or because I didn’t get held enough as a child (due to a broken collar bone at birth which was due to my broad shoulders which by the way still tend to get stuck in tight spaces)…or maybe because it had been summer I hadn’t lounged enough (lounging more is always one of my goals at the first of the year) anyway from that moment on a thought came to me that I haven’t been able to shake…I started dreaming of being held in a baby bjorn by a freshly scented giant man. Every time I see a baby in a sling or baby bjorn I find myself feeling jealous of the little one.

And I have to silently remind myself that I had my run about 30 years back and should have appreciated it back then and at this point in my life it is time to be the giant. I am trying, but it is still hard for me…I guess it is true you don't know what you have until it is gone.

Once a lady, always my lady.

About 10 years ago a lovely lady stomped into my life. At the time she wasn’t too interested in staying around…but after a Cache Valley summer of Sunday low-cal cakes, tales of Tabby, chitty chat, a little too much classical gas and a some-what embarrassing sandy day at Bear Lake I decided I couldn’t live without her. I haven’t looked back since.

Over the years there have been good times and bad. There have been lots of Kuala Pork/Cheese Blitzes/Ham Drunk/ Cheese Ball/Sonic good eats/times. There has been talk and chats of chubs, biggies and fatties and frog fur and of hitting people with cars and cats and of getting badly burned and of course rocks. We have shared boyfriends, I have broken up with one of hers per her request and she has asked me kindly to break up with mine.

But most importantly she is the one that picks me up when no one else can (both literally and figuratively). She has seen me at my worst and loves me still. She is all that is strong, brave and confident. She has taught me to live fuller and love more. l am forever be grateful for her in my life. Happy Birthday my lady. I am lucky to have you as my friend. I love you Tiff.