This little slice of heaven was born last week. I’m not sure what I thought it would be like before it happened, but I sure have a few thoughts to share after the fact. Let me explain. I mean, on the one hand, being a grandma doesn’t actually feel a whole lot different than not being a grandma. Kind of like when you have a birthday. From one day to the next the number might change, but you...
The idea of reinventing myself is an interesting concept. Invention refers to creative ability, but to “reinvent” means to change something so much that it appears entirely new. Entirely new? Is that even possible? Most of us try on new things. New clothes, new voices, new “favorites”, new friend groups. We try things on for size. To see if they fit. To see if we fit. And...
Ah, the gift of imperfection. It’s a holiday favorite. Rushing around trying to be all things to all people, when really all you want is to be ok with not being enough.
Here’s the holiday we all WISH we could have:
It usually takes me about six months of living in a new place before I really figure out where the furniture should go. The day you move in, you think you know how to arrange the room, but you’re so tired from all the moving that even if you don’t love it, you decide that it’s probably good enough. It takes a while, figuring out the exact configuration of your life. Settling...
Moments are lost every day. Like words that escape from our mouths, chased by regret, some things can never be recaptured. Moments alter the fabric of reality, and yet we let them slip by, unnoticed and largely unappreciated. Dwelling on our pasts and longing for an unknown future, we are like the west coast, sitting atop our rocky cliffs, being pounded by a monotony of waves, just waiting for...
I’ve been reading through old journals. Yes, I keep them, and no, I don’t read them very often. Hardly ever, actually. But after this last move I had a whole bunch of them in a tote bag that I’ve been carting from house to house for the last few years. I wanted to keep them safe. Hidden. Even considered burning them last New Year’s Eve in a mini bonfire I created, but that’s a whole other story...
I realized something very interesting on Day 4 of this challenge. The dig deeper question asked us to list 5 things other than writing that make us feel truly alive. My children were number one on my list, as they have been all their lives, but the other four things on my list were all “sense-usal”. In other words, things that engage my senses, that evoke feeling. Things like yoga...
Yesterday was my “self-pampering day”. I have spent the last 2 weeks moving, cleaning, hauling stuff to the dump and goodwill, all in between working at three different jobs. So yesterday I gave the keys back on the old place and am finally only living in one place. My place. It’s small but cozy. I decided that this move would be different. I gave myself enough overlap time...