Merry Christmas!

This is the first year that the Buddy Man has known that Christmas is coming. From the day we went to get the Fraser Fir to the appearance of Grandmommy and Granddaddy, he has marked every occurrence with great anticipation, waiting for the big event: the opening of the presents.

On the one hand, he has done well. We have told him that he could look and not touch and I have yet to catch him shaking any presents to see what’s inside. But on the other, every day he awoke and it was not THE day, we could see the frustration and disappointment building in his little soul. His powers of obedience began to wane. He just wanted it to be Christmas!

I got to thinking about the things that I anticipate in my life. I had a great number of them growing into adulthood (driving, first boyfriend, engagement and marriage, first home, etc.), but now, I don’t find myself looking forward to many things. And when things that I do look forward to don’t happen as I want, if at all, my soul begins to wane as well. I don’t like it.

Anticipation breeds faith; faith adds hope; and with hope, there is love and life. The Buddy will move on from Christmas to the next big event on his 4-year-old calendar. I intend to begin looking forward again to the things in my day-to-day existence with faith, hope, and love.

Merry Christmas! enjoy life…

meditations on stories ii

Continuing my contemplation on stories

I was thinking about the influence of stories in our lives. More specifically, the stories that we tell ourselves. Don’t sleep; we all tell ourselves stories, personal narratives that consciously or subconsciously influence our decisions and how we live our lives.

“I will always be fat. I deserve to be fat.”

“My mom was such a great mom and I will never be able to measure up. I’m a terrible mother.”

“I could never be that open and vulnerable. I’m too afraid.  I won’t be successful.”

The stories can be glaring or subtle because sometimes, we don’t even know that we are telling ourselves these stories.

The great things about books is that they can make us aware and be used to change the narratives of our minds. Read the right book and we develop another sense of perspective. We begin to question the validity of our stories.

til tomorrow, enjoy life

Catch up on the rest of this series.

am i missing out on my real life?

The Ultimate Library

Like Belle in the song “Belle” of the Disney classic, Beauty and the Beast who is at the very least partially oblivious to what is going on around her because she has her nose stuck in a book, am I missing out on my real life in the joy of my effort to read as many books as I possibly can?  I have often wondered about that.

The benefits of reading are well-documented: staving off dementia and Alzheimer’s, expansion of one’s vocabulary (this has been a problem when I go to speak a word that I have never heard pronounced; I know what it means, I just don’t know how to say it. It’s made for some hilarious moments), improved focus and concentration, the list goes on without even discussing the knowledge and insights that one gains while reading. But how much is too much?

After tracking my time, per Laura Vanderkam’s recommendation, I discovered that I was wasting much more time letting Netflix know that I was “still watching” after hours on end and playing Candy Crush (does anyone still play that?) on my phone than I ever will reading. And that was good enough for me.

I believe we were all born with a unique thing that we tend to enjoy.  My mom loves jigsaw puzzles.  But if the needs of daily life are being met, I now believe, that I can find the time to do the thing that I love, if I intentionally chose to do THAT thing, as oppose to wasting time doing that things that are just meh.  I’m looking at you, Netflix.

What’s your thing to do that you love?

til tomorrow, enjoy life

P.S. I have always wondered whether a part of Belle’s motivation in marrying the Prince was all the books in that gorgeous library.  It had to be part of her considerations, don’t you think? It would have been part of my mine. LOL

Catch up on the rest of this series.