It Never Changes!

Out of sight out of mind?

Our son recently came home for the holiday weekend and after being at school for a couple months on his own. He’s definitely matured and become a young man, but as he walked in the front door it didn’t matter- my boy was home.
I was amazed myself at how quickly I fell back into the “mommy mode”. Now, I know when he’s a college that he’s safe; there are campus security and curfews. He doesn’t have a car to drive around, and he is supposed to be busy studying. Anything else happens; I don’t really want to know about. But with four days at home, I find myself worrying. If he is out late at night is he safe driving his car? Is he looking out for the other drivers? Has he forgotten everything he learned about safety? Is he eating properly when he’s not home to get meals with us? The list goes on and gets longer the later he stays out past midnight. The worrying has started.

“For goodness sake’s “, I tell myself, ” he’s an adult, there’s no reason to worry about him.” But no matter what my head says, my heart says another thing and I begin to worry about all those little things that mommies worry about, no matter how old your children are. His father just laughed at me, and my son shook his head. But I think secretly he smiled and was pleased to know that somebody was worried about him. The weekend is over, and it’s time to go back. As we load the car with a case of neatly folded clean clothes and a box of extra food to get them through the next couple weeks, I sigh with relief. He’s now somebody else’s worry. Mainly himself, but like I said out of sight out of mind. If he needs me, he only has to call.

I keep telling myself that, and it gets easier each time he heads back to his life of a college student.

The Priceless Gift of Time!

The gift of time.

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Have you ever noticed how closely guarded every second of our day is? We pack each moment as tight as we can with activities and to do lists. We almost acted guilty if we find we suddenly have a few moments to ourselves.

Even worse than that, we fill our family’s lives in the same way. Our children go to playdates, sporting events, tutoring, art classes and all the other activities we can squeeze in for them. All in the hopes of making their lives better. Yet, in doing so we’ve taken away our child’s play time, the time to use their imaginations, time to develop true friendships, and the time to just be children.

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As for our husbands/wives we’re so full of activities that revolve around our own businesses activities and children’s lifestyles that we don’t take the proper time for each other. We’ve almost forgotten how to be romantic, how to take the time to be husband-and-wife. We even ask to have to penciling date nights so that we can spend time together away from my busy schedules.

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It’s a shame that our life become so wrapped up that we forgotten how to really enjoy life, how to take pleasure in just the simple acts. Moments like sitting on a porch swing and relaxing with each other holding hands, watching the children play in the yard trying to catch fireflies. These may be things of a bygone era, but they are things that I, personally, think should be brought back.

So the next time somebody ask you what kind of gift to get you, ask for something really special: the gift of time. Time to be by yourself, time to be with your family, without all their obligations. Time to personally grow. Maybe even a little to be with your Lord and bask in the glory of all he’s given us. Time for nature, because with our busy schedules we rush right by and don’t even spend the time to notice the wonderful flowers, smells, and the wild animals around us.

So, you’ve been given the gift of time – now what are you doing to do with it?

Tell Me A Story!

Tell me a story…

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“Tell me a story”, these words can create a wonderfully bonding experience between a child and their parent. And what parent doesn’t want to have that tender memory. Many of us spent hours reading to our children when they were young. Our children became great readers because they grew up with the foundation of being read to. Every night we could be found reading our own favorite stories to them; God knows, I read Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss to my son so many times, that now 18 years later I can still recite it.

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There are so many wonderful books out there that can teach children how to read and provide gentle life lessons and the basics of how to communicate. But how lucky is the child that has the parent who can create their own stories! Stories that will be a special memory for the two of them. This pre-school experience of creating a story from nothing will stick with the child for years because they’ll know that their father or mother created that story for them just on a whim.

I can remember my son showing me something like a picture of seashell or flower and asking a question about the story behind it. The bumblebee sitting in a trip at a flower would bring a string of questions like; “What’s it doing mommy? Where’s it going to go next? Why does it stop that flower?” As any parent knows, once the questions begin, they can be never-ending, especially at bedtime! But if you can create a story from just one of those random thoughts, your child will remember it for years, and as an adult you might be surprised to hear them reciting your made-up story to their own children.

As a writer as a challenge to look at a picture and see beyond the still life in front of you. It becomes a source of incentive, imagination, and inspiration. To look at the picture and create a story from it, is a gift to be used and shared. Just what the writer creates can be something wonderful. Think about it; you can make up your own country, your own world, and your own grand adventures. You can create a tale that tells the story between a husband and wife, brother and sister, or best friends.

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So my challenge to you; create a story for your child, create a story for yourself, create a story to share with the world.
There is a picture out there just waiting for you to put it to words!

Life’s Goals!

 

Goals. We all have them; some are in our job, some are in our recreation some are in our family life

.thG0ML15XD Even the writer has goals. Our goals may be to write a certain number of chapters a week, a certain number of pages a day or even a certain number of words when we sit down at our desk to write. There is a certain satisfaction while we find we are accomplishing these goals and as they are accomplished we find that we can actually increase the number of pages, words and chapters that we write a single setting. You can almost take a deep breath and let out a big sigh when you come to the end of the chapter and when you come to the end of the book there is a feeling of such accomplishment that you just have to take a moment to celebrate.

When I was a young woman my goals were established for me both by my parents and society. I had the freedom to choose where I want to go with my life but there were certain expectations that my parents had for me; the biggest one of course was to be happy. Then there was also the hope that I would find someone to love, then marry and start a family. Of course that had to wait until after college. And I was fortunate; I was able to accomplish these goals. I found a man I love, received an education in the field I wanted to pursue and ultimately found the job that I love. The next obvious goal was to start a family.

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Once I became a parent the cycle started again and it was time to help my son work towards his goals in life. I have found that as a parent, there is no greater joy than to see your child achieve the goals and accomplishments that he has set out for himself. You hold your breath as you watch and struggle to not to take control as he works to achieve his goals, pushing him on when he feels it is just too hard and he can’t reach his goal You become the biggest cheerleader when each goal is finally met. Whether your child is struggling to make it to a team sport, accomplishing a new piece of music or going through the process of making new friends, you hold your breath and wait to see him look forward towards the next goal that he has set.

As your son achieves his goals and moves forward with his life your goals become different, once again.

Now is the time in your life for yourself and your husband!  

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… and setting out goals that will take you into your golden years.