Sometimes living changed isn’t about the application of the wonderful things that can come out something wretched. Sometimes living changed means that everything is changed because of that wretched thing and then living in
I’ve written about this before but I’m revisiting it today because it’s bouncing around in my head so much. “Show up.” I feel antsy. I want to write a different story. I want to
Whatever gives us the impression that we’ll have the perfect day? It’s so interesting to me – as an athlete growing up (like the die-hard, only-way-I-spent-my-time kind), I struggled to maintain a high expectation
Today I’m choosing gratitude even if I don’t really want to. Though, not intended to be dismissive of what all I’m feeling. And that is an important caveat. I think so often we are
Today I was challenged to push through. Minute by minute. Since I worked from home today, the social input wasn’t a factor so my emotional output was at an all-time high. It’s been awhile
Today was 93% frustrating. 7% barely tolerable. And I’m all out of capacity. I don’t even feel like doing my “Today I…” Today I…Sunday: LearnedMonday: Chose; said yes/no toTuesday: LovedWednesday: PrayedThursday: Was challenged by/to Friday:
My diagnosis was my dead-end. . . .It stopped me in my tracks. . . .It interrupted my trajectory. . . .It stalled my progress.It halted me to a stand-still. It got in the way. . . .Unexpected. .
Today, while I’m not feeling well and exhausted, I said yes to driving an hour and a half for a 7th grade basketball game. Of course I would have said yes no matter what and
(And Yes, that is an Either-Or) Today I am pressing into the practice of ‘be quiet’ and ‘be still,’ taking the opportunity to continue learning how to apply those options instead of their opposites.
As I sat with my friend last night, hearing her heart and sharing my own, it struck me how difficult it is to find those that can sit and hear the hard stuff…without giving