Tag: life

#tenthousandyearslater

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So … hello?

I don’t even know where to start, or end, or what to describe, so let’s just say …

Happy 2015!

It’s April, I know, but this year has been full of amazing opportunities and countless growing pains.

For now I’m dealing with my perfectionistic and procrastinating tendencies. It’s a deadly deal, no joke! I am working on consistently maintaining my calendar so it’s up-to-date. I found babysitters I can trust, should I wish to go out. I cleaned out seven years of accumulated items and am ready to re-do my sweet E’s room (agaaaaaaain!!! #longstory #kidrooms).

So while I bumble and struggle my way through building GOOD habits (and trying not to step into the alluring pitfalls that brought me here in the first place), I am glad to be here (even though it feels like suffering) because I know where I could (and would) be without these things.

 

Wishing you a great rest of the week – pursuing and not hiding fromΒ  your goals … or life πŸ˜‰

Much love,

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This is it, #FMFparty time πŸ™‚

 

Let’s do it!

 

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I see things so differently now. Things I had never considered, there’s a whole new light. My perspective is AWESOME. I feel like with each passing year, I’ve followed a path up a mountain. The path is not easy, it’s life people, it isn’t made to be easy. I DIDN’T KNOW THAT!!!! So the struggles, the dreams, the goals, and the obstacles – I can see the beauty in it all like never before.

And of course …

There are still days I get down, beat myself up, throw myself over the cliff and cry my little eyes out – but even now I can SEE what those days are for, why they happen, and my heart is ever grateful that I now plan for them and accept that the best that I can do is that.

And maybe it’s not just age. It’s experience too, I guess. I read Donald Miller’s “A Million Miles” (and I still can’t remember the entire title, even though the book is currently sitting on the seat in my car), and it’s all about story. I was not very inspired with mine, until I read that part about the inciting event.

I’ve got mine πŸ™‚

Here’s to seeing new things and flying high!

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So excited to join in the #FMF party again!!! It’s been a while, and I was missing not only reading other contributions but adding mine to the mix. So, maybe next week I can read what you have to say?? Join! It’s fun πŸ™‚

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It’s funny in life how so many things seem like pieces, but then you turn around one day and it’s all one whole.

I feel like every day I am meeting myself for the first time. And sometimes it’s awkward, like a first date. Take about thirty minutes ago for an example. I’m sitting at a table surrounded by other yopros (young professionals), making encouraging cards for teachers, and what do I do? Get up and leave the group. Yeah! Seriously, lol. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but the chit chat and non-stop comment were driving me INSANE. In that moment I felt like a bonafide eighty year old introvert. But it’s what I find out about myself every day that makes this journey so fun! Apparently, if I’m working on a project with a time limit and I want to really focus, my own table and space is necessary. I even like to “talk” about things before I put pen to paper. #onesidedconversations

So about things being broken, I am much more in love with that idea than I ever thought possible. I grew up in a legalistic church and had no idea how much of that I had soaked up in my perfectionistic loving self. As an adult though, going through a divorce, being a single mom, and seeing life literally become chaos before my eyes, that whole perfect thing hasn’t worked out. In fact, I find myself running from perfection more and more. So glad!!!

I love that God takes all things broken and transforms them into beauty!

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