I’m all out of things to write today, so I thought I’d share something I wrote a while back that was published in Bear Essential Life magazine.
I love the cartoonist depiction of my story!
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A Night On The Homestead
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The United States of America has a new President. What to do now?
Many have spent the past 18 months voicing their opinions very loudly on why Trump should not be voted in. Perhaps some of that time would have been better spent listening to why your fellow country men and women did not agree with you. Perhaps further discussion could have occurred if over half of your population had not been quieted, but instead been encouraged to share, and been heard.
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Death of a pet
Instead, I asked myself what would I want if I were Teagan? I know, again, some are moaning that he’s ‘just’ a dog…. But he’s MY dog. He’s MY responsibility right to the end. So I asked myself, what do I want in these days that could be Teagan’s last?
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Taking a leap
For many years now I’ve struggled with one thing that I can not seem to shake.
Fear.If you’re up for it, stick around.
The future could be a train wreck you won’t want to miss.
Or… maybe… just maybe…
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A new school year… minus the school! What to do, what to do?
So there you have it. My big long ToDo list now that we’ve finished school.
How about you? Do you have any new plans this year? Are you going to be decluttering or organizing your life? Or perhaps you’ve been wanting to, and need a little push to just do it, or help on how to start? Here’s a handy list I saw on facebook the other day! Maybe it’ll help some of you too! -
This is me, not making resolutions.
Just last night I posted about how I don’t really make resolutions.
However, I think our minds just can’t help but wander and ponder the topic of resolutions when the new year comes along, no matter how hard we might try not to!
But here’s an example of why I don’t really do resolutions, no matter how much my mind may try to tell me I should do this one, or that one.
My mind would like me to make a resolution to blog more regularly.
However, what my mind does not realize is that it’s simply not that simple!
It’s not as easy as just deciding, “I’m going to write more, because I really want to!”You see… in order for me to blog more often, I would have to figure out a way to create more hours in my day. I tend to be a painfully slow blogger… I’m not really sure why, I’m not sure if everyone is a slow blogger, or if I’m just special.
A blog post can easily take me at LEAST an hour to put together. Quite often, if I’m blogging about a topic I need to research a little, or dig through my photos, it can easily take me 2 hours.
So where, and how, can I just fit in 1 or 2+ hours of something extra into my daily routine?
I’ve decided that the only way to do it would be to get up earlier then I do now.And thus begins my reason for not doing resolutions.
One resolution of wanting to blog more then becomes a whole lo.oo.on.nn.ng list of even more resolutions. In order to keep a resolution to blog more, I will need to get up earlier. In order to get up earlier, I will either have to get to sleep earlier, or forfeit sleep. Since most nights I usually sleep no more then 6 or 7 hours, I’m thinking forfeiting 1 or 2 hours of that sleep may not be a great idea. I sew a lot, and cut a lot of fabric, and it wouldn’t be so wise to fall asleep at the machine or while slicing through some thick fabrics with my fingers nearby…
*shudder*
Now that I’ve most likely seared a horrible image into your mind (I have a wild visual imagination, I should know better), you see why I don’t do resolutions.
A resolution is not just ‘a’ resolution. It really seems like a pretty good set up for failure. Unless of course you’re one of those rare people who have all the time in the world to rearrange every other part of your day in order to fit in all these new resolutions.
Nah… I didn’t think so.
However, I’m also not one to give up on at least TRYING to attain something I feel is important to me.
I enjoy writing. I enjoy connecting with others through my writing.
Besides, my one word for this year is ‘fear’ (overcoming fear) and one of the fears I have is to write without readers.So… I guess I’m not setting myself up for a resolution in wanting to blog more, I’m just working through my one word! Yay me!
How’s your second day of the New Year going?
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New Years Resolutions
I’ve never been one for New Years resolutions.
Instead, each year I like to choose one word that I feel my life needs to put into focus. Last year my one word was “joy”.
This year, before 2014 was even close to being over, I felt a nudging towards my new word for 2015. Fear.
Actually, it’s more like two words. Overcoming Fear.
All my life I’ve had much too many fears. It’s been sort of embedded into my daily routine. I won’t bother to share the whole list of fears I have, most of them are more ‘worries’ and not true ‘fears’ but those worries continually instill fear into me and I’ve grown rather weary of it.
I figure if I’m not able to tackle ‘fear’ at the age of 43, soon to be 44, then I will most likely succumb to my fears the rest of my life. I’m simply not ok with that.
The first step I took in overcoming ‘fear’ this late fall was to teach Adult Sunday School.
That’s a big one for me. I’m an introvert extraordinaire. I enjoy conversations, one on one, possibly one on two, one on three. But to speak in front of a group of people, and not just speak, but TEACH, was a very big step for me.
But I did it, and I survived!
I kept reminding myself that it’s a lot like a visit to the dentist. I could sit and stew, and stress, over every detail ahead of time and freak myself out real good. Only to feel totally foolish once it was over and it wasn’t as bad as I had stressed myself out to think it would be.
OR…
I could simply study for the lesson I was teaching and not even allow myself to ponder on the fact that I would be speaking to a bunch of people, and everything that could possibly go wrong. Just focus on studying, learn what I needed to teach, and concentrate on how I was going to teach it.
And that’s what I did. And I survived teaching a lesson. I taught Adult Sunday School twice actually.
I quite enjoyed it.
My next step to overcoming fear was to decide that this year I would participate in our church play. A speaking part even. Mind you, I only agreed to take on a very teeny tiny speaking part, but I was proud of myself regardless. I had never been in a play before (I don’t think being a part of the choir for Fiddler On the Roof many moons ago counts) so this was another big step for me.
Again, I decided I could either fret and stress over being on stage in front of a church full of people and all the things that could go horribly wrong.
Or…
I could simply study my line and think about my part, and how I would pull off being an old scribe. An old man at that! I even made myself a beard out of a head of hair from a waldorf doll kit I have.
It turned out to be fun. I got to spend a lot of extra time with our twins Shaylah and Julia who both LOVE to act, and, I got to show them that no matter how old you are, no matter how long you’ve lived with a bad habit (my fears), you are never too old to change your ways.
And guess what?
I survived! I think I actually did alright too.
Enough so that I may agree to a slightly larger speaking part next year…So that’s me getting a jump start on overcoming fears for 2015!
How about you? Do you have an resolutions, goals, or plans for 2015?
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Baby Mine, Getting Married
As a parent, there are many milestones we go through while raising our children. The final goal is the same through each of these milestones, to do the very best that we can to raise our kids right.
This ‘raising our kids right’ thing has never been more prominent in my mind as it has been these past 5 weeks since my daughter announced her wedding date.
SO many emotions every day as we make plans and the date gets closer to when she’ll walk down that aisle.Excitement for the new path that’s laid out before this eldest daughter of mine.
Excitement in our family growing by the addition of a new son (in law).
Yet the occasional struggle to come to grips that my time as “mommy” to my “little girl” will never be the same.
It doesn’t even seem possible that it’s already time, that she’s already grown up.I was actually doing quite fine with it all, enjoying it and embracing it all very well actually… until I heard a song. I can’t even remember where I heard it? TV perhaps, or the background music on a Facebook video? Maybe the radio? I’m not sure.
What I am sure of though, is that I have not been able to keep my emotions under wrap since! And it’s kind of driving me bonkers… I’m not accustomed to not being in control of my emotions.
Over 22.5 years ago for Alesia’s very first Christmas my husbands aunt gave us a music tape of lullabies.
Every single night for many years afterwards I would play this tape and sing along with the lullabies while I rocked my baby, and later on, babies.This particular song was one of my favourites. It’s brought back such strong vivid memories of my first years as a mother with this Baby of Mine.
I sometimes feel like I’ve spent half my life battling this little girl. We are alike in some ways, both stubborn and strong willed. In other ways, we are very different. These differences have been the heart of many battles over the years.I am an introvert, and this girl of mine is an extrovert through and through. It’s often difficult for us to understand one another because of this.
Yet these same ‘issues’ that caused struggles growing up, are probably some of the things we admire most in one another.
I admire her ease in public and ability to take on new tasks and meet new people.
I expect one day when she has children, she’ll appreciate her mother’s ability to be content at home raising her family.
But no matter the struggles, the joys have been so much more. With marriage and the addition of John to the family, there’s the promise of even more joy. We truly are blessed.
Family and friends are coming from as far as the Netherlands, Texas, Ontario, British Columbia and of course, nearby, to help us celebrate! I’m in awe at the willingness of so many to drop everything on such short notice to join us. It will be a true celebration!
This introvert is trying her best to embrace the ‘crowd’ and follow her daughters lead in enjoying all the people! 😉
As we spend these last ten days preparing for Alesia’s wedding, I’m sure the emotional roller coaster will continue and I’ll keep hanging on for the ride!
Raising children is definitely the ride of my life! I’m quite sure that ride doesn’t stop when they get married!
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The Balancing Act
How about you?
As a parent it can be more difficult to fit everything in but you can do it!What are the extra’s in your life that you’ve been missing out on that you would like to find the time for again?