Okay… so yesterday I told you that I’d be posting “thirty favourite things” from the last year… things that were big or important to me that I never really wrote about — some of the “life changing” or “significantly impacting things” from my 50th year. And I’ve been thinking that I have so many significant things to share — but what are worth telling — or, more importantly (considering this is a public venue), what are worth reading? So I’m attempting to tell the stuff that’s worth reading. June was an extremely busy month and, as such, some of…
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Helloooooooooooooo there… I’ve been missing this place. Or, rather, I’ve been missing from this place. I have been racking my brain as to what to do to jump back into the blog pool… it’s sort of like exercising… I love it when I am exercising, but I do not like to ‘have to’ exercise — blogging’s like that sometimes — and like exercise (or any other somewhat beneficial thing, I love it. I don’t love it. I miss it. I don’t miss it. If you’re a blogger, you totally know what I am talking about. So, here I am… and…
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[thank you for the personal letters inquiring as to my lack of blogging… i love you and will keep writing, still] I’m sitting in my husband’s office… it’s early and the sun is shining. I love this time of year – the sun shines at an angle such that it comes streaming in the south/east windows and casts an apricot/pink glow. I love that the days are growing longer a minute or so a day. I love that a whole new year looms large before us. I love that there’s hope and promise and potential. Potentiality… that’s what I love…
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I woke up this morning with the sun beginning to paint the sky and I thought back to yesterday morning… My first thought was: I did it! I did something I had been wanting to do – something I had planned to do ten years ago – but ten years ago I had a new baby, I had a new daughter in law and lots of other things going on. But I still had this goal – this “thing to do!” in my life. Now, for many, this wasn’t that momentous a goal – it wasn’t something of a ‘big…
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I suppose I’m still in my travels down the melancholy memory lane. I don’t know if the Autumn season has brought all this on or not — I don’t know if the realization of my own life-season of autumn has brought all this on. Whatever the case, I’m still strolling among falling leaves. To God be the glory… Great things He has done. Wes baptized Samuel and three more of our children on the first of this month. I truly know no greater joy than that our children walk in Truth — and no greater…
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Have you ever asked that question? Have you ever been in a valley and wondered what in the world you’ve accomplished in life – or if the things you’ve done have any lasting value? As I was praying and going to sleep the other night, I asked the LORD about the value of time and accomplishments to this point in my life. I wondered: have I done anything — really? Well, interestingly enough — and I don’t consider it a fluke by any means — my busy-as-a-bee, Hannah, was ordering up our storage closet in the attic and she came…
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Today I’d like to acknowledge the mothers who came before me… mothers who worked long before days dawned and long after suns set — women who, without conveniences, running water, power and supplies, cared for their families – putting them before themselves and tenaciously pressed on through the years of their lives. It does not escape me that life for women in many places in the world live such a life today. I feel as though I cannot personally relate – I have photos in my possession and have heard numerous stories my children have told me about living conditions…
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Yes, today is the first day of my 50th year. And, as I alluded yesterday, I am most surprised I lived long enough to blog that line. Now, for those who do not know me personally or for those who do, my comments yesterday might be surprising. I mean, there is not really anything outwardly that would really indicate illness. Sure, twenty unnecessary pounds; sure, gray hair; sure, appearance of age and lack of aggressive physical fitness. But, for the most part, I just look my age — so no real indication of why in the world I never thought…