Today is the 5th birthday of my 39th year. 😉 I am so grateful for this day and for the awesome (and not so awesome) experiences that have gotten me to this point in life.
Looking back over the years, I have fond memories of the people and places that helped shape my life. The good times playing in the snow, reciting verses in Christmas and Easter pageants, cheerleading, band, and so much more.
The lessons learned and the avenues to help me grow into the woman I am today. The wisdom from my elders, employers, church leaders, and loved ones in the community.
Family and friends that loved me when I haven’t always been lovable. Who have supported me through thick and thin.
For all of this my gratitude goes through the roof to the moon. God has truly blessed me and I look forward to all He has in the years ahead.
When a new year arrives, it brings about promises for change, aspirations to achieve dreams, or meet some type of goal or resolution. But this year, it’s a little different for me. Instead of looking forward, I’m reflecting on years past. Years when loved ones were still around, and the whys of actions (or lack thereof) remained a curiosity of a shy young lady too scared to rock the boat. And too afraid to trust anyone with the secrets in her head and her heart.
Building a wall may have been a security blanket, but who did it really keep warm? Certainly not me. I realize now that I shut out many who only wanted the best for me, and kept silent about the ones who meant the worst.
Things are different now. The wall’s coming down.
For 2018, my plan is very simple. Live a life that is pleasing to God and treat others with love and kindness. Of course I will still continue with the other goals that matter to me like this blog, and the bucket list items mentioned awhile ago (which I’m happy to announce I now know how to swim and had a blast in L.A.). At the end of the day, or rather, when I’m old and gray(er), I want to look at my life and see not only material accomplishments, but be encircled by loved ones. It may not sound like much, but to me it’s everything.
As we express our gratitude,we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. – John F. Kennedy
Thanksgiving is one of those holidays where we’re filled with gratitude and emotion over all the things the good Lord showered on us. Some give back to their communities, volunteering time and resources to help the less fortunate. While others share a meal with family and friends remembering times past. And yet there are those in hospitals, nursing homes, living alone, on the streets, or hidden in alleyways – forgotten or neglected. Please remember these loved ones in your prayers and with your presence this season. Let’s turn our words of thanks into a blessing for others.
I’ve always been a fan of colorful light effects like creative Christmas displays or fireworks on Independence Day. With the latter, the loud boom can be distracting and somewhat scary – especially to a small child.
One 4th of July around ’81 or ’82, my parents packed me and my brother up in the family car, headed to the local high school parking lot. Mama passed around the sandwich bags full of Continue reading “Walking Down #Memory Lane on the 4th of July (Well almost…)”