At the end of the day on my blog, it’s my desire to inspire you to live your life fully in whatever aspect of it you can – through creation, exploration, and living intentionally.
There’s always going to be hopes, desires, wishes that aren’t easy to grasp in the now – but don’t let that stop you from experiencing life this very moment. Don’t keep chasing what you think you want, only to forget about what you’ve got.
We all struggle.
I want you to get out and enjoy the local life around you.
Create moments, and things together with your family and friends.
What is your definition of life and living? I’ve had many personal encounters with people at the end of their life, (like here) and each and every time I’m left amazed of our journey’s.
What do you want your journey to be?
Your kids will look back someday and realize that the little details here and there were really extra bursts of love for them.
But even while your learning to appreciate life and live in the moment – don’t stop dreaming and setting goals.
These are my wishes for you.
More love for myself. For life.
I still am generally a quiet person until I get comfortable and familiar with people. I listen more than I speak. I still bite my tongue sometimes, but am so proud of myself when I reflect back to what I overcame.
This song by Sara Bareilles is so motivating. I have always loved her music, and this one has been on replay a lot that last couple days.
Can you put your fears aside, say what you want to say, and move on? In the end, all that really matters is that you lived a life that you loved.
Tell me, how big is your brave?
I tend to talk a lot about the importance of family and spending time together, not just during the holidays but year round.
Because you just never know.
You never know when something will happen and you won’t be able to go back in time and change things.
Cherish your family traditions, and create new ones.
Learn family history, and pass it down.
Only on occasion do I share experiences from my “other” job as a nurse, but today I felt the need to.
We have many patients that are cared for. Many are there to get better, some are there for Hospice care and our facility is the last place that they will live. Those that spend their last weeks with us are kept as comfortable as possible and we help their families cope as much as we can.
Right now we have one of those patients, but its not the normal circle-of-life situation. In this case the roles are reversed.
It’s not the mom that’s on Hospice.
It’s her daughter.
The patient is an adult, and her elderly Mom stays by her side day by day; hour by hour – knowing that this is her child’s last Christmas.
I can’t even comprehend the pain she’s going through.
And there’s nothing that can be done to take the pain out of her eyes.
It breaks my heart.
It makes me hug my family a little tighter, and say “I love you” a little more.
I’m proud of my family, and everything we share.
Keep Good Going.
Pass your love on – every single day.
I wasn’t going to post today.
I was going to take a break. Rest. But after hearing some inspiration this morning I’ve got this heavy on my mind and had to share with you.
It’s about joy.
Do you know what joy is? Have you experienced it? Do you feel joy now?
The problem with joy is that we have misinterpreted it in our culture today. We allow society to manipulate us into materialistic things that we think will bring us joy.
And while that may make us happy, it isn’t true joy.
True joy is something inside of us.
It can’t be bought. It can’t be watched. It can’t be mimicked.
Purpose that keeps us going. Makes us decide to wake up every morning.
Once we find our purpose, joy will come.
I know as far as myself, it’s not easy. It’s not just black and white or straightforward. But that is the formula. And once it’s reached, its a feeling that could never be bought.
I feel that life moves in too fast of motion sometimes and I want it to slow down.
Work, school, kids, extra curricular activities, and then volunteer work like me, who just had to say yes when I was asked to be president of our school P.T.S.O.
I love fall and long for it every year…hats, coats, boots, warm drinks, pumpkin patches, Halloween, warm days and cool evenings… but sometimes I do miss summer days when you could go two days in a row and not have anything planned. And somehow since its summer its okay. Because summer days are supposed to be lazy, right?
Fall days to me = fast. But I guess in some sort of way I love the hustle and bustle, since I long for this time of the year.
Every year I swear I’m going to get more organized. The house more clean. The kids in more routine (we actually do a really well job at this already)… the point is, every fall its like a mini New Year’s eve… resolutions that probably stress me out more than not. After all, the house will be dirty 10 minutes after I pick up. The kids papers will still pile, and I know there will be ones I’m not sure what to do with. And routines are fabulous, but sometimes you gotta go with the flow.
The experiences we share.
After all, the kids won’t remember that night when the dishes didn’t get done. What they will remember was that one soccer game when Mom and Dad cheered as they made their first goal.
They won’t recall the pile of laundry left on the couch. What they will recall is that time when we all rode on a hayride or found our way through a corn maze and picked out pumpkins to carve.
I have to tell myself these things everyday. In doing so I hope that I can take things one at a time and have things slow down a bit.
What do you have to remind yourself of everyday?
I can admit it.
I’m a dreamer.
I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting on my life and dreams lately. Maybe it’s the gorgeous weather, my husband loosing his job; maybe its just that I’ve slowed down enough to actually think.
To actually enjoy.
To remember what’s important in life.
We are only given an x number of years to breathe.
I’ve had these old country lyrics bouncing in my head for quite some time:
“I’m in a hurry to get things done,
I rush and rush until life’s no fun,
all I really gotta do is live and die,
but I’m in a hurry and don’t know why.”
I want to live.
Really live .
I sat and played with my kids. I played make believe with my three year old. I had so much fun watching his smiles and sheer joy . It was so rewarding. I realized, why haven’t I done this more often? Why am I rushing so much? This time will only happen once.
Don’t always let time pass you by when you are so busy trying to get ahead.
Enjoy the small things now.