Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
I was definitely NOT born on a Tuesday. I know a marvelous person that was born on a Monday....and she certainly is. Number 1 daughter WAS born on a Tuesday, and I am hoping that she fulfills that part of the poem. She is growing up rapidly--too rapidly for dad. We really are like Steve Martin in "Father of the Bride". Daughter number 2 was born on a Wednesday, and she is empathetic and feels everyone's pains and joys. I adore that about her, she will be a gentle soul and an artist I am certain. Number 3 daughter was also born on a Monday, and she too is as fair of face as one can hope a child of mine to be. Fortunately, she got the looks from her mother, and her disposition is as sweet as her smile. Number 4 daughter is a handful, and she and I share the day of the week. Thursday. Auspicious for a runner, and I can only hope that she is as busy as her nickname throughout her life and gets to where she is going.
I am feeling a little more like the Flogging Molly song below, than I am feeling bonny and gay. It will be alright in the end. I know I have a long road ahead, and I am working on finding the right shoes.
Well I know, I miss more than hit
With a face that was launched to sink
An' I seldom feel, the bright relief
It's been the Worst Day Since Yesterday
If there's one thing I have said
Is that the dreams I once had, now lay in bed
As the four winds blow, my wits through the door
It's been the Worst Day Since Yesterday
Fallin' down to you sweet ground
Where the flowers they bloom
It's there I'll be found
Hurry back to me, my wild calling,
It's been the Worst Day Since Yesterday
Though these wounds have seen no wars
Except for the scars I have ignored
And this endless crutch, well it's never enough
It's been the Worst Day Since Yesterday
Hell says hello, well it's time to I should go
To pastures green, that I've yet to see
Hurry back to me, my wild calling,
It's been the Worst Day Since Yesterday
Oh, I ran 4 miles this morning...I guess that is actually the point. According to Nike, my 2011 stats show that I run on Tuesday mornings about 60% of the time, and almost always EARLY in the am. Something about Tuesdays have always worked for me. Guess I should just rename every day of the week Tuesday.
