March is usually the month when the daffodils peek out from the ground in places that surprise me. This year, I am hesitant to make too many plans but I hopeful.
I hope there is time for running and playing with our tiny person.
I know there will be good books on my IPhone but I also hope for a good book in my lap, a story that will carry me away.
I am inspired to stitch red fabric to white cloth and to make donation hates and I hope there will be a morning or two for gathering with my favorite knitting buddies.
I hope that dad will settle into a new routine and continue to get stronger.
This week I reconnected with a blogging friend who writes lovely reflections. This also brings hope. There are good people in our lives. I hope this month will be filled with opportunities to see goodness and hope.
Thanks to Carole and Kat for these weekly prompts.
The Think Write Thursday prompt for February 16, 2017 is to write about something you’ve been putting off doing. We all have those tasks, projects, phone calls and more that we find excuses to avoid. What are you procrastinating about? And why? And, finally, how are you going to address it?
I am in a season of procrastination. Truthfully, procrastination is part of my nature but this season, the last 3 or so months, I have ramped it up to a new level. I don’t procrastinate about everything. I have been quick to respond and take care of the things I do for family and at work. But when it comes to taking care of me and my stuff, I have been wearing the blinders of avoidance 24/7.
This weekend, I was in my car quite a bit. That gave me time to listen to The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up. I have resisted this book but it was a free audio download so I put it in my library. And then I avoided listening to it. But in a very short time, I knew I needed to hear what this author was saying. Tidying up, decluttering, sorting and tossing. These things have been much on my mind. I have too much stuff that does not meet the “sparks joy” criteria. There are bags here and there that just need to go to the donation store. There are too many piles that just keep getting moved around. I have a lot of extra space for this in my home, and while I know that many people complain of not enough space, it makes actually dealing with those piles harder – out of sight, out of mind. But not really out of mind. Knowing that that stuff is there weighs heavily. And it becomes an excuse – oh I can’t do that until I deal with this. Sigh.
I am one day away from a four day weekend. There are a few commitments on my calendar but I also think there is time to make a dent in those piles. And starting with my clothes is the perfect beginning. So that is it. I am tackling my closet and my drawers this weekend. Let the tidying up begin.
Look at you! So young and beautiful. I love this photo, that smile, those glasses! I wanted to be a mommy, just like you.
Remember when I was the new mom? Sometimes you would say that you didn’t know how I did it. I had two children. You had five! You were so encouraging, my biggest fan.
Even in those last years when the Alzheimer monster was gobbling up your memory, you always greeted me with such love. People would ask, “Does she know who you are?” Taylor had the best answer. “She might not be able to name us but she knows we are people she loves.” We are people you loved. And that made us people who could love others. That was your gift to us mom.
I want to be just like you mom. I want to love our daughters with the same unconditional love you showered on me. I want to be a gramma like you were, loving, nurturing, memory making, always there, just on the edge, never needing to be the center of attention.
I love you mom. You are forever in my heart.
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I wonder what you have in store for me? I know there are changes coming, some that will be very good, some that will require more deep breathing and trust.
For today, my currently list includes:
- Rediscovering a study book that seems a perfect match for the current state of affairs,
- At least one knitted project and one quilt will surely be completed and checked off the list,
- Birthday celebrations for some of my favorite people,
- Empty boxes waiting to carry away some clutter,
- A visit from my sister,
- More time on the yoga mat,
- Stamps and note cards and handwritten letters.
- Travel planning and coffee dates with one daughter,
- Running time with the other daughter,
- And perhaps best of all, giggles and snuggles with our tiny person.
Thanks to Carole and Kat for this Think Write Thursday prompt.
You really came in with a blast of cold that has me hunting for wool socks and mittens. Those little piles of snow will not be going away too soon. I am thankful for warm soup for lunch and an extra blanket at night.
I’m not making a long list of resolutions January. I have plenty of projects and plans that still need attention. Mostly I want to greet each day with a heart that is watching for treasures and blessings. It’s time to really live on the half full side of the table, to look for good, to celebrate, to listen, and to pause. I think we are going to have a good month January!
Be still. God isn’t going to try to shout over all of the noise in our lives. Bob Goff
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The Think Write Thursday prompt for this week is to write about the ways I stay positive when it feels like everything is going wrong. What do I do to get through those times and stay focused on the good?
I am a planner. I like to have a schedule. I can change my plans or adjust my schedule, but I still like to know where I am headed. Lately, I have found myself in a new place. Lots of waiting for someone else to tell me what will happen next and when that next might be. So I have been practicing a loose grip. I grab a bag with knitting, a book, a healthy snack, and my water bottle and head out to see what this day will bring. I am also practicing the gift of presence, being with another person without expectation of anything in return. Let me tell you, it is not easy for me. But I am learning something about what it means to be compassionate and kind, faithful and strong. I am learning to walk toward instead of away.
“Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.”
James 1:2-4 MSG
December has busted into our lives on full volume! In the first two weeks of the month, I have found myself occupied with too much waiting room knitting, drinking more coffee than normal, and texting like crazy (but what a great thing to be able to text the same news to multiple people). In the midst of all of this, two things happened that reminded me to lift my eyes and seek that Christmas joy.
First, I came home to find that my husband had put up and decorated the tree and put lights on the house. I think he knew I was just about ready to cancel Christmas.
Then I read Kym’s post about an amarylis. For years, my mom would bring an amarylis plant to me on Thanksgiving. I would pot it up and keep it on the shelf at the top of the stairs. I loved watching it grow from a brown to green to red. It became a Christmas tradition. When Alzheimer’s began to take away mom’s memory, the boxed amarylis stopped showing up. I think I bought one or two for myself but then I put that holiday tradition away. When I saw Kym’s post (and then many others on Instagram) I knew that this year, I needed to have another amarylis at the top of the stairs. I picked one up at the store that evening. The brown is giving way to some pale green, leaving a little dose of hope that there will be Christmas joy this season. Just need to find a way to get a few more minutes of tiny person play in my days.
Thanks to Carole and Kat for their weekly inspirations.