Catching up. On Fridays we write for 5 minutes. Raw. Then link up with some others and leave a little love.
This week (well, should be for last week) we get to write on "TREE".
Go.
Trees in the fall are my favorite. Vibrant with color, and every one a little different. Catch them in the sunshine and it's a glorious sight to behold. Then a wind storm come through. Or a rain storm. and WHOOSH. All the leaves dropped to the ground in an instant. The tree is bare. And ready to rest through the winter. Dormant. Waiting. For spring when the leaves sprout and give us the beauty of a new beginning. A fresh start.
Hmmm... where has my real life done just that same thing. I'm living through the spring in my heart. After a 4 year winter.
Stop.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Giving Thanks
The Nationals have a great contest running right now. Write a comment on their post and say what you're thankful for. One lucky winner gets their family holiday picture at Nats Park. Sounds cool, right?
What I love most about it is that since it is a "leave a comment" contest, you can read what other people are thankful for. Heartwarming. Pleasant change from a lot of comments that lots of grumpy folks leave lots of places.
So, here's what I wrote - a little look into my "things I am thankful for this year."
What I love most about it is that since it is a "leave a comment" contest, you can read what other people are thankful for. Heartwarming. Pleasant change from a lot of comments that lots of grumpy folks leave lots of places.
So, here's what I wrote - a little look into my "things I am thankful for this year."
This year, I am thankful for:
Family
Friends
Rain Delays that turned into Dance Parties
Curly W’s
A community united despite tragedy
Hugs
Kisses
Tears
Freedom
Sharing Memories of Loved Ones Departed too Soon
Our new home beckoning with excitement; our old home bidding
adieu with memories to last a lifetime
Heroes that give of their time to serve our soldiers,
sailors, airmen and veterans
Friends who invite us to join in the celebration of those
heroes
An entire ballpark singing the National Anthem as one voice
Online screen names that blossomed into real lifefriendships
The opportunity to raise two little Nats Fans with tender
hearts who have endless possibilities before them as they grow into young
women, ready to face the world, with a love of people tucked inside to guide
them through (and a love of baseball carried along the way)
The amazing adventure yet to come
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What are YOU thankful for this year?
Monday, November 11, 2013
Truth (Five Minute Friday)
I've been quiet a few weeks. Lots going on. Preparing to move. Saying goodbye to a one-of-a-kind man. Plus the usual mommy-ing, working, and trying to find my long-lost sanity :-)
I missed writing the post a week and a half ago. (the week of grace). And so I decided to give myself some grace, and not be all fretful over having not posted. That worked ok, but I discovered in the past week that I really missed it. I missed taking the 5 minutes to dump my heart on the screen. So this week, as Friday approaches, I am catching up with the post from this past week - because I can't wait all the way until Friday to pause for myself - I need the break. The brain focus. The diversion from the pile of unpacked stuff in my house ... and I need it now.
So, here's my post on TRUTH.
the rules:
1. write for 5 minutes, no editing, typos welcome
2. Link up with the lovely writers popping over to visit on Lisa-Jo's bench
3. Leave a little encouragement for someone else who came on the writing journey this week.
Go.
I try to always write with grace in mind. I share a lot on here, but nothing I wouldn't want my kids to read someday. Which includes how I reflect on things that happened with some very important people. I'll not lie about stuff, however, words can be chosen carefully to allow others to form their own opinions without the slant I give them in some cases.
And so it is with truth. Someone very special to me - someone who once held my heart - got mixed up in some very unwise choices. It is what it is. I found out, but chose not to confront. Rather, I waited for the truth to come out - for him to face the reality of what was happening. And so it did, in time. As I think about this, years later, I sometimes wonder why I waited, instead of just jumping on the information and taking a different path.
But then I realized this week, that it's the same way with me. I make mistakes - unwise choices - choose the less smart path. And if someone just tosses it in my face, then I get defensive. I try to justify. I ignore the underlying issue - that I didn't make the best decision. And when I figure it out on my own - or rather it comes to light in a way that doesn't put me necessarily on the defensive right away - if it's a useful warning given rather than a blow up confrontation, then lo and behold, I own it. I embrace (sometimes begrudgingly) the need to change. Or fix. Or redirect. Or apologize, or whatever.
And with that recognition, I feel I chose wisely all those years ago to just wait and let it surface in the right timing, instead of the forced timing. He's still not connected the dots, but he will. And my girls will. And I won't have to be the one to do it. Truth learned is better than truth forced upon us.
At least in this house.
Stop.
I missed writing the post a week and a half ago. (the week of grace). And so I decided to give myself some grace, and not be all fretful over having not posted. That worked ok, but I discovered in the past week that I really missed it. I missed taking the 5 minutes to dump my heart on the screen. So this week, as Friday approaches, I am catching up with the post from this past week - because I can't wait all the way until Friday to pause for myself - I need the break. The brain focus. The diversion from the pile of unpacked stuff in my house ... and I need it now.
So, here's my post on TRUTH.
the rules:
1. write for 5 minutes, no editing, typos welcome
2. Link up with the lovely writers popping over to visit on Lisa-Jo's bench
3. Leave a little encouragement for someone else who came on the writing journey this week.
Go.
I try to always write with grace in mind. I share a lot on here, but nothing I wouldn't want my kids to read someday. Which includes how I reflect on things that happened with some very important people. I'll not lie about stuff, however, words can be chosen carefully to allow others to form their own opinions without the slant I give them in some cases.
And so it is with truth. Someone very special to me - someone who once held my heart - got mixed up in some very unwise choices. It is what it is. I found out, but chose not to confront. Rather, I waited for the truth to come out - for him to face the reality of what was happening. And so it did, in time. As I think about this, years later, I sometimes wonder why I waited, instead of just jumping on the information and taking a different path.
But then I realized this week, that it's the same way with me. I make mistakes - unwise choices - choose the less smart path. And if someone just tosses it in my face, then I get defensive. I try to justify. I ignore the underlying issue - that I didn't make the best decision. And when I figure it out on my own - or rather it comes to light in a way that doesn't put me necessarily on the defensive right away - if it's a useful warning given rather than a blow up confrontation, then lo and behold, I own it. I embrace (sometimes begrudgingly) the need to change. Or fix. Or redirect. Or apologize, or whatever.
And with that recognition, I feel I chose wisely all those years ago to just wait and let it surface in the right timing, instead of the forced timing. He's still not connected the dots, but he will. And my girls will. And I won't have to be the one to do it. Truth learned is better than truth forced upon us.
At least in this house.
Stop.
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