Thoughts while Traveling
1.23.2006
thelma
So I learned how to play bridge on Sunday. Because Thelma plays bridge. I like Thelma. And I think I like bridge. I knew I was a closet "old lady."
She is a lot like me, I think. This 50+ character that unexpectedly eased herself into my life. Well, not like me as I am, but me as I could be if I allowed life to live me, rather than me live my life. And I don't want to be playing bridge one day with a bunch of other old ladies and realize that there is more to my life. That I should seize the day. That I should love. And be loved.
I don't want to be transformed THEN , at that age, from hard to softer. I want to be soft now. I want to love now. I want to be loved now.
Thing is, I am loved. How often do I not accept it, though? Too often. There is so much talk about loving, but how can we really love if we don't accept love?
I am excited about knowing Thelma more deeply. Thank you, Shirley, for writing her into your story. I think this is one of those opportunities in life that I have been given for the sole purpose of growing more and more out of the mold I have shaped for myself. The one that needs to be broken. I need to learn from Thelma, therefore providence stepped in and collided us together. Splendid.
I don't believe anymore that "everything happens for a reason." In fact, I think that's a bit of bullshit somebody came up with along the way, making us feel better in whatever circumstance we may find ourselves in at the given moment. I do, however, believe the promise that "all things work together for good for those who love God and are called according to his purpose." Big difference in my opinion between the former and the latter.
She is a lot like me, I think. This 50+ character that unexpectedly eased herself into my life. Well, not like me as I am, but me as I could be if I allowed life to live me, rather than me live my life. And I don't want to be playing bridge one day with a bunch of other old ladies and realize that there is more to my life. That I should seize the day. That I should love. And be loved.
I don't want to be transformed THEN , at that age, from hard to softer. I want to be soft now. I want to love now. I want to be loved now.
Thing is, I am loved. How often do I not accept it, though? Too often. There is so much talk about loving, but how can we really love if we don't accept love?
I am excited about knowing Thelma more deeply. Thank you, Shirley, for writing her into your story. I think this is one of those opportunities in life that I have been given for the sole purpose of growing more and more out of the mold I have shaped for myself. The one that needs to be broken. I need to learn from Thelma, therefore providence stepped in and collided us together. Splendid.
I don't believe anymore that "everything happens for a reason." In fact, I think that's a bit of bullshit somebody came up with along the way, making us feel better in whatever circumstance we may find ourselves in at the given moment. I do, however, believe the promise that "all things work together for good for those who love God and are called according to his purpose." Big difference in my opinion between the former and the latter.
The rubber must meet the road in my life. The time is now, and the day is mine to seize. No more ashes. Much like when I was a child holding a dandelion, I am making a wish--NO-- a declaration. And with a deep breathe and release I will watch those ashes drift away with the breeze. Adios.
1.20.2006
Anchors with Issues
Those of you that aren't on My Space haven't had the priviledge and joy to see this lovely
little piece rediculous-ness. Justin at his finest, people...
http://www.reelgood.tv/filminfo.php?film=105ANCWIS&play=true
little piece rediculous-ness. Justin at his finest, people...
http://www.reelgood.tv/filminfo.php?film=105ANCWIS&play=true
1.11.2006
Last night Theo saw his reflection in our bedroom window and freaked out. Barking, then just staring. Masochist.
This morning Theo farted and scared himself with it, going around in circles trying to find the sound that "seemed" like it was coming from his butt.
My dog reminds me of the lighter side of life. Alot like my dear husband.
This morning Theo farted and scared himself with it, going around in circles trying to find the sound that "seemed" like it was coming from his butt.
My dog reminds me of the lighter side of life. Alot like my dear husband.
1.10.2006
happy tears
CONGRATULATIONS JEFF & SARAH -BO!!!
My sister is engaged to be married and I am sitting here giddy...like it's me all over again. I am so happy for you two.
Jeff couldn't be a better choice or a more perfect match for my baby sister.
My sister is engaged to be married and I am sitting here giddy...like it's me all over again. I am so happy for you two.
Jeff couldn't be a better choice or a more perfect match for my baby sister.
1.09.2006
New York, New York
New York. One great city. One great weekend + 2 days that were...needed, peaceful, inspiring, challenging, & ..needed. Justin was right.
1.03.2006
December 31, 2005. "Be wise" Psalms 2:10
May this be the year I listen to you more.
January 1, 2006. "Stand in awe." Psalms 4:4
I'll begin this new year filled with wonder just to be alive.
January 2, 2006. "He dealt bountifully with me." Psalm 13:6
If I begin counting my blessings today, I won't be finished until NEXT January.
May this be the year I listen to you more.
January 1, 2006. "Stand in awe." Psalms 4:4
I'll begin this new year filled with wonder just to be alive.
January 2, 2006. "He dealt bountifully with me." Psalm 13:6
If I begin counting my blessings today, I won't be finished until NEXT January.
1.01.2006
Barreling forward
So at about ... 7 of the last 10 second countdown last night to 2006, I panicked. Literally. "I am not ready for 2006, I haven't had a chance to reflect on 2005 yet..."
Happy New Year to all. I need to catch up.
