Based on my last post about the "little things" in life, I am going to take another chance to shamelessly plug the blog and ask that you click here and vote again. This is my "little thing" in life that I really want to win. You can only vote every 24 hours (not to be confused with once a day).
The gentleman who writes the blog who just stole MY second place spot wrote about me in his blog and how I might be deserving, but that he is more so. He draws doodles and posts them online... and I write about life as my husband spent months and months suffering from cancer which inevitably took his life. Did I mention that I am a thirty-four-year-old widow with a four-year-old son who I am now raising by myself? OK, I rarely play the "widow card" but I need the votes... desperate times call for desperate measures, I suppose.
If you could vote again, I would greatly appreciate it.
VOTE HERE
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
It's the little things...
It's so easy to let the big things in life overshadow the little things. After all, that is why they are considered to be the BIG things. In life we all have issues that come in a variety of shapes and sizes.
Things beginning, things ending, things bought, things sold, things changing, things stagnant, things sufficient, things lacking, things that matter, things that don't.
I have had almost two years of BIG things that have completely smothered the little things that I so greatly cherish. I started thinking about my favorite little things in life, and the immense value they all hold.
Whether it's an impromptu "I love you" from my favorite four-year-old, or flowers from a parent "just because."
It might be a perfectly timed text from a friend with only one word - "dinner?" or it could even be the excitement of wearing a new outfit.
Often it is a fresh new "cut and color," or maybe it's leaving for work in the morning without a crying child waving good-bye at the window.
It doesn't really matter what the little things are, but what does matter is how often you step back and notice them. Take the time to cherish the little things, because if they disappear, they can all too easily become the BIG things.
Things beginning, things ending, things bought, things sold, things changing, things stagnant, things sufficient, things lacking, things that matter, things that don't.
I have had almost two years of BIG things that have completely smothered the little things that I so greatly cherish. I started thinking about my favorite little things in life, and the immense value they all hold.
Whether it's an impromptu "I love you" from my favorite four-year-old, or flowers from a parent "just because."
It might be a perfectly timed text from a friend with only one word - "dinner?" or it could even be the excitement of wearing a new outfit.
Often it is a fresh new "cut and color," or maybe it's leaving for work in the morning without a crying child waving good-bye at the window.
It doesn't really matter what the little things are, but what does matter is how often you step back and notice them. Take the time to cherish the little things, because if they disappear, they can all too easily become the BIG things.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Voting
I received an e-mail about a month ago informing me that the blog was nominated for a "Blogger" award. I was interviewed and now need votes. I wouldn't normally do this, but the competitive side of me wants to (at least) follow through with the process. If you are so inclined, you can click on the link below and then click the blue "Vote Now" button in the top left corner of the interview.
VOTE HERE
VOTE HERE
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Today is National It's Not Fair Day
I'm having an "It's Not Fair" day. I know life isn't fair, and no one has ever told me differently. I have said to many a student, that if someone told you life was fair, they were telling you a pack of lies. Today was just one of those days... and it's not fair. It's not fair to me, my child, or the people who surround us. It's just not fair on so many levels, for so many people. The feelings, the grief, the anger, the acceptance, the guilt... none of them are fair and things were never supposed to be like this. Ever. Yet they are.
But this is real life, and I need to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward... which is very different from moving on. Thankfully, tomorrow is a new day.
But this is real life, and I need to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward... which is very different from moving on. Thankfully, tomorrow is a new day.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Faith
This post did not really turn out to be the "Happy Easter" post to which it was intended. Nonetheless, I hope you all have a wonderful Easter and are able to spend it with loved ones.
Faith was the topic at the Easter church service yesterday. Although it was based on the "leap of faith" idea, it got me thinking about faith in general... leaping, blind, or otherwise.
Right or wrong, I have always been a "blind faith" person. I don't need proof or to see things with my own eyes. If you would have asked a few years ago about my faith, I probably could have given you a very intelligent, well-thought out answer that summed up my beliefs in a few sentences. My faith had never been tested, so it was quite simple to decide what to believe.
Life happened. And a few months ago, if you asked me the same question regarding faith, my answer would have probably been a jumbled attempt at an explanation, because after faith is tested it's not always so easy to put your finger on your exact beliefs. However, if you asked me that same question today, I think my answer would just simply be one word. YES.
Faith requires trust and trust requires risk. The death of a loved one can make you feel robbed of that trust, which off-sets the common beliefs that lead you to faith. Having a not-so-common circumstance makes everything seem abstract, and therefore too risky. The blurriness tests your faith, but if you believe blindly, then it shouldn't matter.
Faith was the topic at the Easter church service yesterday. Although it was based on the "leap of faith" idea, it got me thinking about faith in general... leaping, blind, or otherwise.
Right or wrong, I have always been a "blind faith" person. I don't need proof or to see things with my own eyes. If you would have asked a few years ago about my faith, I probably could have given you a very intelligent, well-thought out answer that summed up my beliefs in a few sentences. My faith had never been tested, so it was quite simple to decide what to believe.
Life happened. And a few months ago, if you asked me the same question regarding faith, my answer would have probably been a jumbled attempt at an explanation, because after faith is tested it's not always so easy to put your finger on your exact beliefs. However, if you asked me that same question today, I think my answer would just simply be one word. YES.
Faith requires trust and trust requires risk. The death of a loved one can make you feel robbed of that trust, which off-sets the common beliefs that lead you to faith. Having a not-so-common circumstance makes everything seem abstract, and therefore too risky. The blurriness tests your faith, but if you believe blindly, then it shouldn't matter.
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