Sometimes we just need a gentle reminder…
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.
Awhile back, I wrote about the importance of rest and relaxation to a writer. The post below piggybacks on that, which bears repeating. We should take care of ourselves – mind, body, and spirit.
With that being said, this will be my last entry for 2017. My plan is to take the next few weeks to rejuvenate so 2018 will kick off with a blast.
May you all have a wonderful Christmas and blessings for the new year!
“What? Care for my body? How does that have anything to do with writing?”
Well, take a minute and hear me out.
It is common for writers, artists, entrepreneurs, and basically any go-getters out there to work toward their goal without stop, without rest, and without realizing the strain they are putting on their bodies because they are so focused on their goal. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with desiring to accomplish your goal. In fact, it’s a good thing! Having goals and dreams worth pursuing is great.
However, we must also remember that we are only human. We are not Wonder Woman or Superman with everlasting endurance and health. It is possible that when we work too hard and forget to rest that we strain both our bodies and our minds.
For instance, I am a type-A personality for sure. I also work toward multiple goals…
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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.
Hard to believe it’s been eight months since the original post, and more have succumbed by their own hand. Life is tough. I admit that. It doesn’t have to end on a sour note.
If you or a loved one is contemplating suicide, please reach out. Help is available.
Financial Woes * Illness or Pain * Loss of a Loved One * Bullying * Loneliness * Family or RelationshipIssues * Holiday Depression * Veteran PTSD * Overwhelmed with Life.
These are just a few reasons that some choose to end their lives. They are our spouses, friends, neighbors, or even people who attend our church. Each encounter, they may appear no different from any other occasion.
But the fact is so many people are in an indescribable pain that those of us around them have no clue about. It’s after the time bomb goes off,
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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…)”
Memorial Day is a time to remember the men and women in the armed forces who have served our country and lost their lives defending it. Cemeteries are adorned with flags and flowers to not only celebrate these lives, but also honor them.
But for me, Memorial Day has additional meanings. One, it’s a day my family and friends come together to barbecue and fellowship. Sometimes this is the only quality time we have together. We talk about days of ole and catch up on the latest happenings in each others’ lives. It’s a joyous occasion.
Two, I’m reminded of the diligence of my great-aunt Dollie who made it her mission to