Friday, August 17, 2018

Six Sentence Story: Fear

Denise at Girlie on the Edge faithfully comes up with a cue word each week for the Six Sentence Story link-up. This week's prompt is "fear," and though I don't think I live a fear-filled life, I must admit, I had several different incidents to choose from. I settled on the following. If you'd like to read a more extended version of the situation, you can find it here. (Spoiler alert: he survived, healed, and is OK.)

The revving of an engine interrupts their conversation, and she turns to the right to see what idiot would be traveling at such speeds. Her heart stops, and then beats quickly, as she sees the rider-less motorcycle sliding parallel to their vehicle. In the rear-view mirror, a figure lies on the pavement. Her husband stops the car and runs back to check on the man, as her shaking fingers grab her phone and punch in the numbers. 

"This is 911. What's your emergency?"








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Sunday, August 12, 2018

10 Things I Worry About (a Finish the Sentence Friday post)

It has been too long since I have participated in a Finish the Sentence Friday prompt, and here it is Sunday evening and I'm not sure I'll even get a post written before the link-up closes. 

1. I worry I will post something that doesn't really matter.

2. I worry I won't post anything because I'll run out of time.

3. I worry that I am not a real worrier; am I even allowed to participate?

4. I worry that I should be a worrier but am not.

5. I worry that what I am claiming are worries are not big enough.

And so it goes. 

Even though I am not a worrier, I can occasionally worry (usually when I'm tired but not sleeping, which fortunately doesn't happen often) and I've learned that what I really worry about falls into a big category called, "I CAN'T CONTROL THIS."

Now, since there are billions of things outside my control, how can I not be a worrier? 

I recognize my limitations, but don't allow them to become excuses to do nothing. (I can't solve the problem of homelessness, for example, but I can buy lunch for a hungry person, for example.)

I try to make peace with the constraint of the clock and calendar. (I will never accomplish all the tasks; there will always be more that I could do. I need to be content with how I use my time and not worry about the things that didn't get done.)

I remember that time heals many wounds, maturity comes with age, and people grow and develop at individual rates. (I can be patient with myself and others.)

I cling to faith in God, and have hope that He will turn the wrongs right again, in His way and in His timing. (Unfathomably bad things happen in this life. I can do what I can to alleviate suffering and trust that some day, somehow, peace, justice, and mercy will come.) 

Because "perfect love casteth out fear" (1 John 4:18), I can calm my worries when I focus on loving God, and my neighbor as myself.

I could worry that my way of dealing with worries will be viewed as simplistic, and that I will be judged as a simple-minded soul but . . . I'm not worried. 😊


(Thanks to Kristi and Kendra for hosting the Finish the Sentence Friday link-up, and for Lizzi for this week's prompt. Hopefully I will remember what I have written the next time insomnia strikes!)


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Friday, August 10, 2018

Ten Things of Thankful: Birthday and Birth Day Edition

Today is my mom's birthday. I couldn't have asked for a more patient, kind, dedicated, understanding, hard-working, devoted, loving mother. This post that I wrote 5 years ago is still appropriate today, so I'm going to re-run it:

Ten Things of Thankful: Lessons Learned from Mom Edition

Today is my mom's birthday, so today's Ten Things of Thankful is written in her honor.  


Ten Lessons I'm Thankful Mom Taught Me:

1.   It's important to think of others.  One of Mom's favorite questions to me was, "How would you feel?", meaning, "Try to put yourself in that person's shoes and be compassionate, patient, and kind."

2.  It's important to do your best, and if you've given your best effort, that's enough.  I distinctly remember being devastated with the first "B" on my report card, and Mom (and Dad) telling me that as long as I did my best, it was OK.  (I was a bit slow in figuring out that "best" meant "best while maintaining balance in life", but that was my misinterpretation of their advice, not a problem with the delivery.)

3.  It's important to work hard.  I don't know anyone who works harder than my mom.  She is thorough, she is quick, and she is accurate.  If she were a juggler, she'd be throwing balls, lighted torches, and sharp knives, all while balancing on a tightrope with her eyes closed. Yep, that's Mom.  I can hear her protesting now, but it's true!

4.  It's important to eat healthy foods (but homemade dessert is enjoyable, too.)  Mom fixes the best meals--nutritious and delicious.  And she feeds me raspberries every time I visit.  

5.  It's important to keep learning.  Mom researches like no one else.  If she has a question, she figures out the answer.  She even did this back in the pre-internet era.  Now it's easy: type a question, up pops an answer.  If the internet suddenly didn't exist, Mom could still find answers to her questions. 

6.  Family matters.  Not only does Mom keep track of her children and grandchildren, she pretty much knows all the leaves on the family tree.  Remember the movie, "My Big Fat Greek Wedding", where the father could explain how any word has Greek origins?  Well, Mom can explain how anyone is related in our family tree.  He is the husband of grandma's second-cousin's daughter. 

7.  It is important to have fun.  I learned this over and over, while losing to Mom in Scrabble.  She takes top honors in sportsmanship, though, complimenting my 12-point word, while simultaneously placing all of her tiles on a triple-word square.  (OK, maybe I'm exaggerating--but not by much!)

8.  It's important to apologize.  Especially after deciding (Why?) to hide in your daughter's open closet, and realizing after the earth-shattering scream (Funny, I've never knew I had "primal scream" inside me) that perhaps this was a bad idea.  Don't worry, Mom.  I've long since forgiven you.  Now we can laugh about it.  You always were such the practical joker.  (NOT!)

9.  It's important to share new ideas.  Mom often calls me to tell me about a new recipe, a new cleaning tip, a new book, a new movie, etc.  

10.  It's important to live a life of integrity.  Mom is honest, and she lives what she believes.  She has never had to say, "Do what I say, not what I do."  She sets a great example for me. 

Happy birthday, Mom.  I hope you're having a great day.  I love you!

While those 10 things from 5 years ago still apply today, another exciting event happened this week:

I became a grandma to another little baby girl. (Now I have 3 granddaughters and 2 grandsons.) She's a little bit early, so will be in the NICU for a bit, but is doing well overall. 

Photo: My dark-haired granddaughter sleeps in an incubator in the NICU
As always, I'm thankful for John.

What are you thankful for this week? Comment below, and if you'd like, write a post to link up and share! Check out the posts others have written, too; this is a friendly community of bloggers. 




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Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Ten Things of Thankful: August Already Edition

We're a week into August already, and I'm still surprised that July is over. I just seem to be running behind in more ways than one, but fortunately: (1) this blog hop is open until tonight, and (2) this is a no-guilt zone, and writing this post is not merely something to cross off my to-do list, but rather a welcome chance to reflect back on beautiful moments of the past week.
"Doesn’t it seem foolish to spoil sweet and joyful experiences because we are constantly anticipating the moment when they will end?"--Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Now, with that attitude adjustment, I'm going to share with you a few things I've noticed recently:

1. I'm thankful for wildlife. We had our first deer sighting last week. John and I were sitting at the dinner table and saw a deer bounding across the mountain. I thought perhaps she was being chased by another creature, but I didn't see a predator.

2. I'm thankful for a nice run last Saturday. John is training for his first marathon; I'm preparing for another half-marathon. On Saturday, we each drove a car. I parked at the mouth of the canyon, then rode with John as he drove us up the canyon. We ran down together (a little over 6 miles), then I got in the car and drove ahead, stopping along the way to offer John water and snacks while he completed a longer run (18+ miles altogether.) Then I drove back up the canyon so John could retrieve the other car. It was a morning well-spent.

3. I'm thankful for running cars. Digital odometers have eliminated much of the anticipation of seeing a car "turn over" the miles, but there is still something satisfying about seeing a row of zeros. 

Photo: A collage of two photos of an odometer. On the left, the odometer reads 174,999, and on the right it reads 175,000.
4. I'm thankful for a Relief Society activity in my new ward, which gave me a chance to visit with women who will, I'm sure, become my friends. 

5. I'm thankful I was able to learn from my conversations with those women. I now have a recommendation for a veterinarian, and I've solved the mystery of the orange flamingos. (Many houses in my neighborhood have one or more orange plastic flamingos in their yards. I couldn't imagine that it was just because there was a good sale on them. Turns out, they are there to show support for a woman with cancer. Why orange flamingos, I don't know, but at least I now when I see them, I see a caring neighborhood.)

6. I'm thankful for walks with Drexel. Unlike many labs, he's not a bundle of endless energy, but he does seem to enjoy walking with me. Sometimes we go on trails behind our house; other times we go on a nearby paved walking path. 




7. I'm thankful for the TToT community. Some of us are "old-timers" here; others have joined just recently, but all are welcome and contribute to this kind corner of the internet.

8. I'm thankful that my youngest daughter has found a more permanent living arrangement. Though she moved out earlier this year, that was a more temporary contract. Yesterday we helped her move into a longer-term place, and we're happy for her. It's easier to relax into being an empty-nester when the kids are more settled. 

9. I'm thankful for my grandchildren, including the baby girl who will be arriving later today or tomorrow. (Middle daughter is at the hospital as I'm composing this!)

10. I'm thankful for John. He lets me pick the running pace when we run together, and never complains if I decide to walk for a tenth of a mile. (Lately I've been employing a run a mile or so, walk a tenth strategy.) He asks my input on what projects he should tackle next: "I'm thinking about working on project A or project B. Which would you like me to start today?" But friendship and marriage is more than "What's in it for me?" I'm thankful that John is my best friend and husband because he is who he is and I love him. 

Though I'm posting this late in the game for this week's link-up, you are always invited and welcome. If you post is done after the link-up closes, another will open on Friday. This month is our TToT reunion month; we'd love to hear from all our friends! What are you thankful for?





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Thursday, August 2, 2018

Six Sentence Story: Transform

Each week, Denise over at Girlie on the Edge graciously hosts the Six Sentence Story link-up. Each week, she posts the cue word, and each week, I intend to write my six sentences. Occasionally, I succeed. This week's cue: transform.

The thoughts come unbidden in the still of the dark night, waking her up, making her pay attention to her shortcomings, while demanding she do something about them (right now!), though even the tabloids at the check-out counter graciously allow at least a month to see the promised ten pound weight loss. While crickets chirp outside the open window, she thinks not only of the stubborn pounds, but also of out-of-control areas of her house--the moving boxes still unpacked, and the unsolved puzzle of where everything should go once the boxes are empty. Of course, the unpacking is just the tip of the iceberg, because once her office/sewing room is put together, she needs to start in on projects: a blessing dress for the soon-to-be-born granddaughter; a quilt commemorating a Disney trip; the hundreds (if not thousands) of photos that need to be scanned and organized; and her seriously-neglected blog. 

Should she get up now and at least start dealing with the boxes--and maybe in the process lose a pound? No, that would just leave her tired by early afternoon; better to lie quietly and hope for sleep to come. 

Her (thankfully uncommon for her) venture into insomnia at least gives her an idea, and with a blog post percolating in her mind, her eyes close until sunrise. 


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