I grew up in a small town (yes, I’m a small-town girl – no, I won’t start singing a Journey song). My parents grew up there too and most of my grandparents. I also had the amazing blessing of having 3 other sets of grandparents. One of my grandpas had 7 siblings, 3 of whom lived nearby and none of whom had grandkids when I was born…so I was kind of a granddaughter to all of them.
Category: Pay Attention
Have you ever had one of those days where you JUST WANT TO HAVE A TEMPER TANTRUM??? Me neither.
Thankfully, today was not one of those days. It went smoothly. Everything I needed to get done went off without a hitch. I didn’t have to wait in the doctor’s office for an hour because she accidentally entered the wrong exam room and so “was committed” to seeing the patient scheduled after us before us. (I love my doctor but I had to fake that I was laughing along with her.)
Starting a new blog is weird. It’s more than a little odd to think I may be the only person reading what I’m writing. But maybe that’s exactly the point. To go back into my story and, quite frankly, discover it. Remember it. To put pieces together that I missed in the moment. Because in the moment I was too stunned, too scared, too angry to see all the beautiful, amazing moving parts that God was putting into place.
Margaret Feinberg writes about having a word of the year, a word that will speak to you all year long. I was just reading the introduction to a book about mindfulness and read, “The English translation of mindfulness . . . means ‘bare attention’ or ‘remembering.’” And I realized that’s my word for the year: