I don't remember where I first heard this, but I think it's true:
When things aren't going as we think they should, sometimes the hiccups are meant to distract us from the really great thing that's coming together. (You know, the thing we would screw up if we actually got involved.)
Sunday, September 30, 2012
I don't remember where I first heard this, but I think it's true:
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
Sometimes things seem to be going one direction (like you think you're going to spend the weekend manually entering all your contacts in your new phone).
Then, all of a sudden, there is a crazy turn of events (and your contacts are restored and you can halt the SOS request for friends to text you their pertinent information).
It's amazing how a little miracle can make life seem so good and you feel so lucky.
I love days like that.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
I am super talented at making easy things complicated. After spending more than an hour and a half with an Apple Genius, it was determined that my very faithful iPhone 3 was not able to share any of its
contacts with my beautiful new iPhone 5.
My "talent" may be genetic. My parents also spent 2 hours in the same Apple store earlier today because my dad's contacts were tripled, quadrupled and all over the place.
We're a lot of fun.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
It's a long race. We only need to go as fast as we can, not faster.
But not slower, either.
Just try to keep a good pace.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Everything feels off. Like if I touch something, it might break. If I'm involved in something, it might fail. I hate this feeling. I know it's mostly a figment of my imagination, but it still makes me crabby and anxious and desperate to get back on track.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Yesterday, I said I was naturally opposed to public humiliation.
Today, I went to kickboxing.
It was more embarrassing than usual.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
I don't like the idea of self-imposed meanness, but I've been thinking I need to be tougher on myself. More disciplined, more demanding. I'm naturally opposed to public humiliation, and I don't want to ask my friends to berate me when I miss my own deadlines. Coincidentally, today at Mass, the priest pointed out there is a difference between rough love and tough love. He says we can toe the line with gentleness and kindness. It's worth a try.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
First, you must know the goal, mark it like an X on a map.
Second, you must start moving toward the goal.
This sounds easy, but if it was that easy, you would have already accomplished said goal.
Third, don't think about failure, and if you do fail, embrace it. It is a reward granted to those who have tried. (No awards are given to continual hesitators and sideline dwellers.)
I'm sure there is a fourth, fifth and even a 102nd step, but I don't know what they are.
So I'm going to skip to the really good advice, exactly as it was told to me earlier this evening:
Just start writing.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
It's amazing to me when someone decides they want something and then they make it happen.
Focus + Determination = The kind of superpower I want to posses.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
When I don't have anything to write (which is pretty much an everyday occurrence), I sit in silence. When this doesn't work, I go brush my teeth.
I try to remember the one worthy moment of the day, and I hope for thoughts to turn into words to turn into sentences to turn into a story.
It doesn't always work.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
"You may be worried about failure. In fact, the fear of failure may be
one of the reasons why you’ve been putting off the task for so long. But at a certain point, failure is preferable to the repeated deferral of an important task." ~ Chris Guillebeau, How to Ensure You'll Do Anything
I'm giving myself a homework assignment: Write a list of the important tasks I've been repeatedly deferring.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
I've mentioned my parents' porch before. It's a little eclectic and home to our resident scarecrow, Earl.
Earl has been with us for years, and he is just as enthusiastic about the holidays as my mom. (At Christmas, he dresses up like Santa.)
Anyway, I guess my mom was saying it might be time for Earl to move on, find a new home and all. But my dad was having none of it.
Instead, he insisted that he and my mom find Earl a girlfriend to brighten up the old guy's mood. Her name is Emma. My dad thinks they'll be very happy together.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
"Life is Divine Chaos. Embrace it." ~Unknown
A 21-year-old college student from our church was killed last Sunday while riding her bicycle. We didn't know her, but I've been heartbroken all week for her family, for her mother and father and her two brothers. I happened to see the funeral program for Jordan. Beneath a photo of her laughing, her family chose this quote. "Life is Divine Chaos. Embrace it." We can't control the chaos, but we can lean into it ~ trust that there is a divine meaning behind it.
Friday, September 14, 2012
"The strength of a tree lies in its ability to bend." ~ Zen Proverb
Thursday, September 13, 2012
An entire wall at the kickboxing studio is lined with mirrors.
I hadn't been to class for a few weeks, and I always stand in the back.
But even in the back, I can see my reflection.
Yesterday, I looked shorter and curvier than usual, wavy actually. The floor looked wavy, too. It was like a fun house mirror, without the fun.
Tonight, I stood in a different spot, and my reflection was taller and thinner than it actually is. And I kicked higher and faster than I usually do.
Clearly, there is a lesson here.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
I've been waiting and waiting and waiting since the 3G for the 5. Now, I finally have a date for my countdown. September 21st, I'm so glad you are only 9 days away.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
That's how long I've been lucky enough to be married to John.
We decided today to choose a word, a virtue, to work on for the next year.
It's a tiny but challenging collection of five little letters.
As soon as you say you want to trust more, God gives you opportunities to try.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
I have always looked remarkably like my mom. But yesterday, I was baking in her kitchen, wearing her apron and a flower in my hair and drinking a diet coke. Spitting image, I tell you, and I wasn't doing any of it on purpose. Proof that the apple really doesn't fall for from the tree.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
There are certain things that haven't happened (but I hope they do), and I look forward to celebrating them someday. In the meantime, while we wait for that perfect someday to appear, let's celebrate the every day and see where it gets us.
Friday, September 7, 2012
I like when my husband gives me blog ideas. Tonight he said, "You can post, 'John is my superhero.'" He kind of is.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
This is a Thursday that feels like a Wednesday but wants to be a Friday.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Remember when I said I wanted a hoop? Well, my lovely and talented cousin Amanda made me two so I can always hoop with a friend!
In the world of hula hooping, I don't think I'm exaggerating by saying Amanda is an expert, a professor of hooping, if you will. (Fire hooping, anyone?)
Today at the park, Amanda gave me a tutorial on the basics. I wouldn't say I'm a natural, but after one day of hooping, I'm definitely fostering an addiction.
I've also learned two important things:
1. Have enough clearance.
2. Wear pajamas (much better than work clothes).
I'll let you know if I end up black and blue and sore all over.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
If we really listen, I believe God is speaking directly to our souls in the seemingly random, unconnected things people say.
This is why I wasn't surprised when tonight I heard a woman at a committee meeting say: "Let's just accept it. Move on, and see it as a blessing."
She for sure wasn't talking about anything personally relating to me, at least she didn't know she was.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Tonight's Sunday dinner included my parents' best friends, Chuck and Rosella.
They will be married 44 years this month, and they were surprised that John and I are already coming up on 7.
"And they said it wouldn't last," Rosella joked.
"Yeah, where did everyone fall on that pool?" John asked.
"I had 11," Chuck replied.