Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

10/11/2013

Just an Ordinary Week

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The electrician came this week to do some stop-gap repairs to the circuit-breaker box. The refrigerator kept getting turned off when the breaker switch flipped. There is a larger repair looming on the horizon.

Our son's student loan application is still pending. Yet another piece of information is required, another signature, another shuffling back and forth of information across the miles.

After two days of rain, I noticed a small stain on the living room ceiling this afternoon that wasn't there before. The roofer will look at it on Monday, but we have two more days of rain ahead of us.

And I woke up with a sore throat that hasn't gone away.

Just another ordinary week.

 If the LORD had not been on our side-- let Israel say-- 
if the LORD had not been on our side when men attacked us,
when their anger flared against us, they would have swallowed us alive;
the flood would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over us,
the raging waters would have swept us away.
 Praise be to the LORD, who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
We have escaped like a bird out of the fowler's snare; the snare has been broken, and we have escaped. 
Our help is in the name of the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
(Psalm 124)

Yes, an ordinary week, but lived with faith in an extraordinary God.


1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. 3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community. 




8/05/2013

I Need a Sign

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Driving along the road this morning, I saw a series of signs in quick succession:

Rough Road Ahead
Unmarked Pavement Ahead
Uneven Lanes.

Just like life. I thought. There are rough roads, no clear direction, circumstances bounce you up and down.

Wouldn't it be really handy if each day, when faced with a decision or difficult choice, you could look up and see a sign alerting you and guiding you in the direction you should take? I mean, Moses got a burning bush, right?

Nothing fancy, only simple signs like we see every day as we drive.
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Caution
Pull Over
Yield
Wrong Way
Do Not Enter
Right Way
Stop
No Through Road
Congestion Ahead
No Exit
Change Lane.

If there actually were life-direction road signs, would we pay attention? I like to think I would, but, like I sometimes ignore or miss road signs altogether, I am afraid I would do the same with life signs.

But, wouldn't it be nice?

Now, speaking of signs, if you have a couple of minutes and need a laugh watch this. By the end you will be convinced that not only should this woman not be allowed behind the wheel, but she should also be in the constant care of a court-appointed guardian.

Have a great Monday.




5/30/2013

Modern Fit

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I recently bought two new pairs of pants to replace some wide legged, front pleated (and yes, I'll confess - too tight) Mom pants. The attached tags read, "Modern Fit." They are narrow legged, flat front and quite stylish looking. I feel very Modern when I wear them.

The older I get the harder it is to discover what Modern is. How do younger people know what's trending? For that matter how did I know when I was in my teens and 20s? There wasn't social media to tell me what was what.

My next question is, why should it even matter? It does, though, to me at least. I like to look good. I style my hair and wear makeup and earrings everyday even if I don't plan to leave the house.

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Shortly after my second child was born and I became a SAHM, I promised myself I wouldn't turn into a drudge. No elastic waist sweat pants. No old, ratty tee shirts. Makeup. Nice hair. There are many women in the workforce looking for a nice man like my husband for their very own. I wanted to make sure he had something good to come home to.
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More than two decades have passed and I kept my promise to myself. I do my
best to keep myself looking good (well, except those stubborn 15 pounds). Not only because of my husband, but for me. If I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and I look nice, it makes me happy.

For that reason alone, it's worth the effort.


4/24/2013

Unsolicited Advice

It took me a long time to realize I should stop giving advice. When someone shared their problems, I assumed they were looking for solutions. My little brain would kick into high gear trying to find an answer. I can't help it, I am a fixer.

Over time, I arrived at two conclusions about unsolicited advice.

  1. Some people think out loud. They want to talk about their problems in order to see them clearly. They will find their own solution and only need a listener to listen to them.
  2. Some people like to moan. They want to talk about their troubles because they want sympathy. They are not looking for a solution.
Now, I mostly try to be quiet and only listen to the talkers who need to talk out their dilemma. The moaners? I try to change the subject or make a quick getaway.



3/08/2013

Good-bye Walt

Walt went to be with the Lord this week.

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I don't know how old he was, but I think he was in his 80s. I met Walt several years old while volunteering at our local senior citizens center. Walt taught square dancing to the seniors.

I met up with him again at a 4-H adult leaders meeting, and we asked if he'd be interested in teaching square dancing to our group which contained kids from elementary through high school. He was more than willing to teach this assortment of lively kids and their less than graceful mothers/leaders to square dance.

What impressed me most about Walt was his ability to interact with the teens. He treated them as equals and intelligent human beings, and they loved him for it.

When I shared the news of his death with my sons, we all felt a sense of sadness and loss even though we haven't seen him for a few years.

Walt is one of the people I consider a role model for living life as an involved, active senior citizen. I never heard him talk about himself, his ailments or the limitations age inflicted. I know many men and women in their 70s, 80s and 90s and have noticed how some become consumed with themselves, their past and their health. Walt was one of the wonderful exceptions.

My hope is that the lessons I've been learning about old age - the positive and negative messages - will soak into my soul so that when I reach that stage I can live like a Walt and be remembered with respect and affection.

12/05/2012

Happily Ever After


Once upon a time, a young man and woman went to bed tired but content after a long, full day raising their four happy and busy little children. The next morning they woke up, not so young anymore and the parents of four happy and busy young adults.

It seems like our children grew up overnight, and while the story of my life and my husband's life are past the middle chapters of our life books, the stories of our kid's lives are still in their opening chapters.

I wish I could write some of the chapters of their story because then I could ensure a happy ending for each of them. But I can't, and to a large extent they can't write their life stories either. They will make choices and decisions that will fill some of their pages, but twists and turns will occur that they could never imagine. 

I want to smooth out the bumps in the road, erase the hard parts and delete the sorrow. I want to kiss their boo-boos and make it all better like I did when they were toddlers. I want to ensure they have a happily ever after. But would they become the strong, independent adults they could be if I kept trying to rescue them? 

Their stories are still mysteries, as is the rest of mine. We'll all just have to keep reading to see how they turn out.


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11/12/2012

Rambling Monday Thoughts

Although a morning person, I have trouble marshaling my thoughts on a Monday. Here are some recent Monday morning musings:

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  • My cinnamon and cumin containers are the same and those two spices are almost identical in color, someday that could be a problem when I make my morning oatmeal.
  • If you give a mouse a cookie, you deserve the rodent problem you'll have.
  • If politicians put as much time and energy into governing as they did into campaigning . . .
  • When I put together those freeze-ahead slow cooker dinners, I should have stored them standing up not laying flat. How am I going to fit that flat slab into my oval-shaped slow cooker?
  • Why didn't I go to bed earlier last night?
  • If you give a mom a cookie, she'll get fat.
  • I feel naked if I'm not wearing earrings.
  • Why is it that when you find a good recipe for dinner, you never have all the ingredients?
  • I'd better stop day dreaming and get to work.
There you have it, the wisdom of the ages.  What do you think about on a Monday morning?





















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9/28/2012

Grasping for the Goodness


Five Minute Friday - Today's word prompt is GRASP

It's running out fast, is time, so we need to grasp hold of the goodness life offers.

Grasp hold of the moments because they are here, and then gone, and you never know if you'll have more.

Grasp the opportunities that every day offers because they may not come again.

Grasp love when it's given to you.  It is precious and sustaining.

Grasp adventures and chances; be daring, take a risk, don't waste away because you are afraid.

Grasp friendship in all its forms, even with people who make you feel uncomfortable.  They will make you grow.

Grasp hold of the future and leave the past where it belongs.

Grasp joy.  The alternative drags you down and sucks away happiness.



That's it for this Friday.  Link up and post your very own Five Minute reflections.


1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...





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9/10/2012

It's Summer!

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It's not Christmas, or Halloween or even autumn, it is still summer according to my calendar.  So why, why, why can't we all enjoy these last few precious days of my favorite season without all of the reminders that autumn and the holiday season are coming?

I'm a future-oriented, looking-ahead kind of woman with generally a Plan A, Plan B and Plan C in place.  It is completely not in my nature to live in and savor the moment, but when it comes to summer, I hang on with my fingernails.

However, the sun is shining, the temperatures are warm and I'm still wearing shorts.  Please join me in living and loving the last precious days of green-leafed trees, blooming roses and balmy breezes.  If it's a beautiful day where you are, I hope you'll enjoy it with me.



7/25/2012

Ok, So I Lied

Remember my mold story from a couple of weeks ago?  The bathroom remodel continues ... and continues.  Did you know 1970's plumbing does not match up well with 2100's plumbing?  If my husband wasn't so handy, we'd be broke by now since he had to re-plumb the new bathtub and toilet before they would fit.  And the people at the big three, Ace Hardware, Lowe's and Home Depot know us by name now.

But we finally reached the point of painting the walls and trim.  We had a family discussion recently about who enjoyed which job when it came to painting.  It turns out I'm the only one who likes sanding.  And I said I didn't mind painting trim.  

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So, I did my sanding bit with assistance from an Available Son with time on his hands, but did anyone step forward to paint the walls and trim?  Go ahead, make a guess.

You're right.  All those kids/adults never seem to be around or are too busy when it's time to paint.  Handy Husband painted the walls, with some assistance from Available Son.  Handy Husband painted some of the trim. The man does have a daytime job that he needs to keep to pay for all this work, so remembering that I stated I didn't mind painting trim, I volunteered to continue trim painting while he was working.

I managed to successfully avoid painting yesterday, but knew I had to suck it up and paint trim today.  I didn't even get a brush into the paint before I already had a mess on my hands, literally.

It's harder to pour paint out of a can then you would think.  Those spots of paint on the family room carpet?  Well, we're planning to put in new floor or carpet in a year or two anyway.

That streak of white in my hair?  Not premature aging or angst from painting, I just got a little too close to the freshly painted door frame.

It's a hot day, but my profuse sweating has nothing to do with the heat and humidity.  Painting is stressful!  The stuff drips and streaks and gets used up faster than a pitcher of sweet tea on a summer day.

However, I soldiered on, making a mess as I went realizing well into the job that I really should have taken down the door before I started.  That's about when I gave myself permission to take a break.  After all, the trim around the door has to dry before I can take off the door, right?

I want to confess that I lied, I hate painting trim.

7/23/2012

ROTFLMBO (Do I Have That Right?)

I'm normally a rather serious person, I think. But underneath my mature and responsible veneer I am something of an idiot. Well maybe idiot isn't the right word, but I can't think of what is the right word.  What I'm am trying to explain in this inarticulate and confused fashion is that I like to find things to laugh about.

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For years I've found myself wanting to laugh at the most inopportune times, like in church during a sermon, when confronting an angry person, or at funerals.  Some strange trigger is flipped in my head and inappropriate and amusing (amusing to me anyway) ideas flash into my mind.

When watching movies, I'd far rather watch comedy than drama.  Same thing with blogs.  I am moved to tears by spiritually meaningful blog posts. My brain is stimulated by thought-provoking blog discussions on the human condition.  My creativity is awakened by Pinterest and knitting and crafting blogs.  But my true love is humor blogs.

And my most favorite humor blogs?  Those that take the crazy happenings of a normal day and find the humor in them.

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When I was a kid Erma Bombeck, who I view as one of the great humor writers of the 20th century, wrote a syndicated column featured in our local paper.  Now, I was just a kid and she wrote about being a wife and mother, foreign territory to me.  But even then, I knew funny when I read it and eagerly flipped to her column which was always good for a laugh.

Humor is an amazing tool.  It is good for
  • chasing away dark and angry thoughts
  • dispelling depression and gloom
  • banishing worries
  • occupying a brain that is dwelling over and over again on a problem.
In celebration of humor I'd like to share a few of my favorite funny blogs.
Experienced Bad Mom shares what life is like as a mother of two who just keeps getting it wrong.  MOV (mothersofbrothersblog) is another mom blog, but with a slightly more twisted view.  Her inspiration, Muse (or should that be her alter ego Muse?), is also entertaining in a kind of too hot to handle scary fashion.  My most recent find is Chatty Crone.  I'm new in her neighborhood, but she already has me laughing.  Her all-over-the-place blog makes me chuckle, or at least smile, every time.

If you need a laugh, or just love to laugh because it makes you happy, visit one of these entertaining women.  And please share some of your favorite humor blogs with me too.

7/11/2012

Uncovering Mold

This is our bathroom.  Notice the lack of bathtub and wall?  Insidious mold was growing behind the shower surround, you know that thing that goes around your bathtub?  

We executed a temporary repair job a few years ago for the same problem, but had obviously waited too long before implementing a permanent solution because the mold came back with a vengeance.  So here we go again, the bathroom is torn up and getting remodeled.


 



It seems like we treat  our problems like this.  If everything looks fine on the surface, we just ignore the niggling hints that there is something wrong underneath and keep singing in the shower.

Like I said, we knew the previous repair was only temporary, but we left it alone too long, the problem got bigger and bigger and we arrived at the point where we had to strip the wall back to the cinder blocks.

Ignoring a problem doesn't make it go away and implementing a temporary repair is just that, temporary.  Sometimes you have to do the hard work of digging below the surface to get to the root of a problem.
  • Are your finances a mess?  You might need to examine your expenditures to uncover where all the money is going.  
  • Do you have a troubled relationship?  Don't keep shifting the blame on the other person, examine your own heart, motives and actions. 
  • Are you gaining weight, or having trouble eating healthfully?  Don't deceive yourself, assess what you're eating, how much you're eating and when you're eating.  You'll likely find some answers.
In order to transition to a life of wholeness, health and peace, we need to examine honestly the unhealthy areas in our lives and deal with them by initiating changes.  Even when they're messy.  Even when they're inconvenient.  Even when they're hard.  Even when it hurts.


And while it's great to research and talk to other people about the best way to handle the problem, remember in the end that their solution is probably not going to be your solution.  Everyone has diverse circumstances. 

As a Christian, my solution begins by going to God and asking for help because effecting radical change is difficult and sometimes impossible on my own.  And quite likely the way He leads me is going to be different than the way He leads someone else.  However it happens, the repair work may still be hard, and others might judge and criticize my methods and choices, but at least I know I'm doing it the way He wants me to.

So, where is your mold?  Are you willing to strip your life down to the cinder blocks to find the truth and make changes?

6/11/2012

When is Enough, Enough?

Have you ever read a book that you felt had the potential to transform your life?  I'm reading 7: An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess written by Jen Hatmaker and feel overwhelmed.  I heard about the book from a blog post by Money Saving Mom in February and had to wait this long until it was available from the library.  The title was what piqued my interest.

How do I even begin to describe this book?  You are laughing so hard you can't breath while reading one paragraph and then you have tears flowing while reading the next paragraph.  The premise?  We have too much.  Too much of everything.  But we're still not happy.  And half of the world lives on less than $2 a day.

Upset by the rampant consumerism, greed and ungratefulness in western culture and in her own life, Hatmaker decided to implement a social experiment and pare down the excesses in her life.  After six months of prayer she developed a list of seven areas in her life that needed examination:

  • food
  • clothes
  • possessions
  • media
  • waste
  • spending
  • stress 

She would live the 7 principal in one of her chosen areas for a month, take off two weeks, start into the next area for a month and so on until she had lived with less in each of her seven areas of excess.

During food month, she just eats seven types of food.  Her list doesn't include coffee and believe me, this woman needs her coffee.   Clothes month leaves her with seven pieces of clothes to rotate through for a month (sock and underwear are freebies and she can alternate between two pairs of shoes - but they count as one of her seven clothes).  This happens the month Austin, Texas gets a rare snowfall and a coat isn't on her list.

For her month of fewer possessions, her goal is to get rid of seven things a day so at month's end there would be 210 fewer things in her home.  She started out the month by sorting through her clothes and after living through clothes month previously, Hatmaker realized she just had too many garments she never wore.

By Day 2 of possessions month she had already gathered 202 things to give away or throw out.  She and her council of advisers revamped the plan and by month's end, she had purged her home of over 1,000 items.  She was sickened that she had spent so much on what wasn't needed or used.

The month of media meant a ban on:

  • TV
  • Gaming
  • Facebook/Twitter
  • iPhone apps
  • Radio
  • Texting
  • Internet
Necessary texting for genuine communication and internet use for work were allowed.  Do you know what Hatmaker discovered?  She had more time to play with her kids, visit neighbors, hear God's voice and so much more.

I haven't gotten as far as waste, spending and stress yet.  This is a book to be read in small bits or somehow the message is lost.  But Hatmaker is profoundly funny, profoundly honest and profoundly real.  She doesn't sugar coat her weaknesses and failures as she tries to live a life of less.  

Hatmaker writes about what I've thought about for several years.  I have so much, we have so much of everything.  How can we look at ourselves in the mirror when  so many of our fellow citizens of the world have nothing?  How can we justify buying another ________ (fill in the blank yourself) when we can't even fit what we own in our homes and have to rent storage space?

How can I call myself a Christ-follower, pick up my cross and follow him if I'm hanging on so tightly to my stuff?  How can I attend church filled with people who also have more stuff than they know what to do with, but give back so little of that stuff and so little of themselves?

You can't read a book like this, put it down and say, "Well that was a good book," and go on living the way you've been living.  That's what I mean by saying this book has the potential to change my life.  I don't know how yet, but I'm not sure I can keep living the Christian life I have been living and ignore the needs of people around the globe, in my country and even in my neighborhood.

4/13/2012

Live Out Loud, Again

If you're a regular reader of Transitional-Woman, I hope you'll forgive a re-run.  I wrote this post a few weeks ago and wanted to replay it for the Blogging A to Z Challenge because I liked it so much.   Also, it has two L's, so that counts for something, right?


One of my favorite contemporary Christian songs was performed by Steven Curtis Chapman and is called Live Out Loud.  If you're not familiar with it, he sings about being more aware of the bigger, greater life around us and how we should, "Crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout."

As a woman who lives with a great deal of caution, I find this song inspiring, thought-provoking and empowering.  It makes me want to forget the "what ifs" of life and just .... live out loud.

It makes me want to throw off fear - fear of what could happen, fear of looking foolish and fear the unknown and just ... live out loud.

All that just from a song.  I feel excited just thinking about it.  Who knows what wonderful, exciting, unexpected things the Lord will do next?

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline, 2Timothy 1:7.

I want to really live my life before it is over, embrace the fun, challenges and changes around every corner.

I want to live out loud.


Blogging A to Z Challenge, the letter L, which stands for lots of great words.

3/24/2012

Live Out Loud

This week's Five Minute Friday - Loud

One of my favorite contemporary Christian songs was performed by Steven Curtis Chapman and is called Live Out Loud.  If you're not familiar with it, he sings about being more aware of the bigger, greater life around us and how we should, "Crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout."

As a woman who lives with a great deal of caution, I find this song inspiring, thought-provoking and empowering.  It makes me want to forget the "what ifs" of life and just .... live out loud.

It makes me want to throw off fear - fear of what could happen, fear of looking foolish and fear the unknown and just ... live out loud.

All that just from a song.  I feel excited just thinking about it.  Who knows what wonderful, exciting, unexpected things the Lord will do next?

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline, 2Timothy 1:7.

I want to really live my life before it is over, embrace the fun, challenges and changes around every corner.

I want to live out loud.






1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.

2/07/2012

It's All About the Plan

Fourteen bananas are decomposing in my refrigerator.  Every time I open up the fridge, I can smell them.  I planned to make banana bread on Saturday, but that didn’t happen.   

I sort of forgot about them on Sunday, but then again I don’t usually bake on Sundays.  And then Monday came, which is always busy.  The bananas are still there and  I have to do something about them TODAY, or I’ll be sorry. 

Those bananas used to be jammed in the freezer because that’s where we toss unwanted bananas that languish on the counter slowly turning brown.

And you might be wondering, “What does this have to do with anything about life, transitions, plans or anything significant at all?” and “Who cares about you and your dumb bananas?

There is a point, and the bananas are my illustration.  That point is, you have to have a plan.  I knew I’d be busy Saturday and Monday and I knew I wouldn’t bake on Sunday, so I should have kept those guys stuffed in the freezer for a few more days.  I didn't have a plan.

And when you’re facing a life change, I mean a change you are expecting -  because some life changes come out of nowhere -  you need a plan.

It’s easy to let weeks go by, being occupied with all the things in life that keep us busy, and not make plans to handle impending life changes.  If you know you’re having a baby in six months, you know you have to buy baby gear and get prepared.  You don’t wait until you’re waddling along during month nine to get things ready.

Do you see a big change on your horizon like unemployment, empty nest, elder-care, divorce, new baby,  returning to school?  What’s your plan?  What do you have to change about life as you know it in order to adapt?  What changes can you anticipate and provide for?

Of course, you can’t anticipate every situation and possible outcome about that impending life change, but you can start to plan.  You can research, seek support, and discuss it with others who are involved and elicit their help.  

Are there any big, life-changing events in your future?  What are they?  How are you preparing to meet them?  I'd like to hear about it.


1/13/2012

Awake

Welcome to 5 Minute Friday.  Today's word is AWAKE


Why, oh why, oh why is it so hard to come awake?  The soft bed cocoon is a seductive siren urging me to stay where I am.  It doesn't matter what I have to do that day, I can rationalize it all away when I am in the loving arms of my bed.

The flip side is that staying in bed means I don't get anything accomplished that day and I would hate that feeling since I am a goal-driven person.  I must accomplish or I feel like I have wasted the day, wasted part of my life.


I think it would be easy to settle into middle-age and not be awake to any of the possibilities life offers at every stage.  Our society celebrates the idea of retirement, but my life is such that at a time when people are thinking, "Oh, retirement is just a decade away," I am at the point where I'm thinking "What's next for me?"  I am not planning to retire, I'm hoping for a brand new kind of life with brand new opportunities and hopefully, adventures.


My husband and I will likely never be able to retire, but I'm starting to feel all right about that.  This is just how life seems to be working out for us.  But even more than that, I'm not sure the Lord wants us, or any Christian to retire.


Time's up.  Darn.  I was just getting started.


Five Minute Friday is all about writing.  Write for five minutes, non-stop, no editing on the word proposed by The Gypsy Mama for that Friday.  Link your post back to The Gypsy Mama, invite others to join in, then read the post before yours, comment on it and encourage the writer.  What could be easier or more fun?










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