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07
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May
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Random Musings
Inspiration lurks in mysterious places. On a less than memorable work day; a day I hoped would hurry up and end; a sparkling gem arose. In the midst of mindless entertainment came Nickleback’s anthem, “If Today Was Your Last Day.” The powerful first stanza reached out and grabbed me by the throat; “Each day’s a gift and not a given right.” Revelation? No. Forgotten truth? Yes. Do any of us really live each day as if it were a gift? Do we even try, or do we begin our day with dread and end it with regret? I must admit to being guilty, often.
Is our vision so myopic that we fail to take notice of our surroundings? The day not only belongs to ourselves but to those around us. What can we do to enhance the lives of others? Not a place of comfort for you? According to songwriter Chad Kroeger, “That first step you take is the longest stride.” How true. Often times our first attempts at conversation, random acts of kindness and thoughtful gestures are the hardest. Amazingly though, after the initial apprehension subsides, there comes a certain thrill. For me, leaving anonymous gifts tops the list! Once I overcome the fear of rejection there is such joy in the preparation. My heart sings knowing someone’s day may be brighter. What if selflessness were the norm?
Do we react hastily or respond thoughtfully? “You can’t rewind a moment in this life.” Reacting seems easier but responding prevents distress. All the apologies in the world cannot undo harsh words. Chronic reaction produces a negative behavioral pattern causing others to anticipate the worst from us whereas; thoughtful insight can quickly diffuse a difficult situation. What if, “open mouth insert foot” became a distant memory?
“Against the grain should be a way of life. What’s worth the price is always worth the fight.” How often do we travel the path of least resistance rather than trail blaze? Are we honest in our endeavors, even when no one is watching? What sets us apart from others? Do we blend into the crowd or are we known for our positive attitude and willingness to go the extra mile? Being different requires a concerted effort but the pay off can be huge. What if we became standard setters rather than keepers of the status quo?
So, I challenge you: unwrap today’s gift with gratitude, take a courageous first step, converse with respect, set yourself apart from the crowd and sleep well knowing that your gift was well spent.
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03
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May
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2009
Posted in : Random Musings
Random acts of stupidity annoy me, particularly when I have the starring role. My husband and I work different days and shifts. This typically means I leave for work while he is sleeping and by the time he arrives home I am already asleep. Knowing that solid marriages do not thrive without effort we make a point to carve out “us” time. Currently that means Saturday morning breakfast at Whataburger. One particular weekend I was not feeling well and slept past my normal rising time. I was saddened to awaken alone. Pulling my Medusa locks into a ponytail and stumbling down the stairs I find my breakfast buddy working quietly on his laptop. Since the breakfast hour has come and gone I cuddle on the couch for a chat; that is until the morning respite is broken by the bottomless pit with the moniker Bubba. Maybe the family living room is not the wisest choice for togetherness. Always dynamic we opt for Plan B; an early lunch at Whataburger. Sweet success coupled with tasty onion rings! What more could a girl ask for?
Fast forward a few hours. The bliss of my date has worn off as Saturday doldrums AKA laundry kicks in. Despite the monotony of weekend chores all seems well until number one son requests a coupon for a free movie rental. Being the “all together” woman that I am, I know exactly where the coupon is: in my purse, in my wallet, in the zipper part where the change usually belongs. Except, where is my purse? Beside my nightstand where I always keep it? Nope. Harsh reality strikes like a lightening bolt, the purse hitchhiked to work with my husband. How could I be so stupid? Suddenly the day’s plans crumble like a dried leaf. How could one charming navy blue, silver accented bag hold so much power? Running errands and paying bills are difficult to accomplish sans car keys, driver’s license and checkbook. What now? Plan C? Of course whatever I choose to do someone else will have to drive AND pay. Well now, maybe having a travelling purse is not so bad after all.
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01
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May
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Green eyes, auburn hair, your arrival brings answered prayer
Chubby cheeks and curly hair, baby boy beyond compare
Toothless wonder, eyes alert, puppies, dinosaurs and digging for dirt
Growing, growing, all too fast, toddler days do not last
Football, soccer, and baseball too, any sport will do
All too soon the years roll through and now I must say good bye to you
My son, my son almost a man; you make me proud for what you stand
Heart breaks, tears flow, for now it is time to let you go