I have decided to make a slightly random favorites list for today.
A painting project I picked up at D.I. |
4. Second Favorite wild animal: a tie between baby deer and the giant bucks.
I have decided to make a slightly random favorites list for today.
A painting project I picked up at D.I. |
Dan sometimes watches television from this high perch! |
Favorite Television Shows I've Watched This Year
Photo by Alex Block on Unsplash This looks like a great place to visit! |
This is my Trisa choosing the hard of climbing through her fear. She made it to the top and I am very proud of her. (Belaying her father was apparently equally scary and she did that too!) |
When I woke up with the words "choose your hard" in my head, I immediately was able to apply this to exercise. I can either choose the hard that would come from not strengthening my body through exercise, or I can choose the hard of getting stronger through exercise. The first choice would likely lead to me having even more restricted abilities to do things, and would cause me to be injured even easier than I am now. The second will cause me discomfort. Just doing normal activities like sitting is not always comfortable! Thankfully, it will also see me getting stronger, having more energy (in the long run), and keeping or expanding my current capabilities.
No matter what has me feeling stuck, it is good to remember that I can choose the hard of staying stuck, or I can choose the hard of making the little steps that will eventually see me unstuck. Today I chose to start exercising again. I might find myself stuck in not want to again, but I am hoping to remember to choose the hard that will find me taking care of myself the best I can!
Emily and Grandma She loved staring at me and smiling. I loved it! |
Kayli with Brigham. He was a huge fan of having Kayli in the car or truck with him! |
It's good to have some awesome noise canceling type headphones when you are driving your fancy car! |
Brigham playing Jenga with Kayli |
Blue ice cream for Brigham! |
Emily can't wear all of the bows! |
Brigham is trying to taste the rain! |
Mike, Tia (holding Emily) and Kayli |
Brigham and Kayli |
Brigham and Mike |
Kayli, Mike, Brigham, Tia (holding Emily) |
Emily and Brigham |
Tia and Emily. So sweet! |
Brigham |
Brigham and Kayli (Brigham absolutely adores Kayli) |
Emily! So svelte:-) She is such a smiley little girl. |
Dan turned 18 last week! My "baby" is an adult and that is a little hard to wrap my head around. Dan is great but things have changed since he was little! He used to love to have his picture taken. It was almost impossible to take one without him being in a dramatic pose! Now I'm lucky if I get one that isn't of his back or with his hands covering his face. This one is from this year, but not from his birthday.
Sadly, This is the most recent picture I have of Dan. |
I had to put at least one picture of my little Dan! |
This is not a trap. This is a daisy from my yard. And a bug. |
If I make someone not answering their phone about me, and they don't answer several times, I could decide they really just don't like me, and I am a bother, when it is totally possible that they desperately need help, but can't bring themselves to ask anyone. It could just be that they are out of town and taking a phone vacation. Someone not answering their phone is rarely about me, and so it would be foolish to assume it is.
I have had people snap at me before, and it hurt my feelings until a while later when I realized that their snapping at me was really about their stress level, and they needed my compassion, not my hurt. I have had little children who absolutely refused to get ready for school, and they received my anger until we were both crying and I took the time to listen. They were nervous and afraid, and needed to be understood and helped, not pushed to hurry so I could drag them to school.
I am determined to quit falling into this trap, and to see others with compassion first, and not wait to get to the compassion until after I've had a pity party myself!
This is not a trap either. This is Emily. She is your reward for getting to the bottom of my post :-) |
The Princess and Me (Sherie) |
As I write, I discover things. I have discovered past guilt that was easier to let go of because of new perspectives. I have discovered empathy for a young me that did the best I could at any given time, but who sometimes got it wrong. I was young and human, and looking back helped me have empathy not just for me, but for those who were with me as I went through various experiences. As I have taken the time to write, I have even discovered things I was believing about myself that are not true. Changing those false beliefs has helped me to be happier.
Stories do matter. The stories we hear and believe, the ones we live, and the ones we tell ourselves. Looking at various parts of my story has helped me see the pain of perfectionism, and the shame that comes with it. I've seen people more clearly as I looked at my stories through the eyes of a grown up, and took into account their struggles and the fact that they are human and imperfect just like me. I even discovered that when I thought people were ignoring me, perhaps they just were not able to hear me. I always hear my voice powerfully, but have learned that it doesn't travel far!
It is not always easy to work through past stories. I have cried a lot over the past until I have been able to work through those stories and see them with a new found perspective of empathy, forgiveness, and maybe even humor. As I have done this I have found freedom from past hurts, guilt, sorrow, and the dislike of self that comes from telling myself that I "should" have done better, I "should" have been smarter, etc. I am sure I have more stories to work through, and more work to do as I learn to tell myself good stories that are motivating and full of grace! I am also sure that as I work through these stories I will find more freedom and the ability to see myself more like God sees me.
The power of our stories is great. The way we see our stories and the way we share them can change us, and those around us, for worse, or for better!
Tia Emily and Brigham in their reunion shirts. These people do NOT make me feel blah. I sure miss them though! |
Pretty Emmy held by Nana |
Today I woke up to a cloudy but beautiful view of the mountains and found a couple of songs that I really like. I have done laundry, played my flute and the piano, and taught flute and recorder lessons to a couple of cute and kind girls. I have talked to a friend, and Derek, and Dan. All of the things I have done have been good, and yet I still feel blah.
What do you do when you want out of a blah mood and into a happier one? One option is always distraction. T.V. or a book -- something interesting, and with a happy ending. I could try to move really fast in the hopes that some energy will appear along with the movement. Blah can disappear while I work on creative things. I really enjoyed playing instruments this morning, and I am sure I can come up with a creative project to work on.
Probably the most important thing to do to really get rid of the blahs is to look at what I am focusing on. If my focus is on all of the ways I fail, then my blah mood might stick around for a very long time! I really need to focus on the good, and all I have to be grateful for including the following:
Uplifting music, sweet girls to teach, good friends, an awesome family, a soft, fluffy Teddy who follows me around, and laundry machines so I don't have to wash by hand and hang things on a clothes line. I have good food to eat, ice to go with my water, plants, flowers, and trees to enjoy, and a nice rug in my office under my feet. I have instruments, books, socks, blankets, plants, and a computer to type on. Best of all, I am perfectly loved by our Father in heaven and Jesus. I fail, but as long as I keep turning to them, I will be okay. I will even get past the blahs!
Brigham and Tia on an ice cream adventure. I bet you know whose ice cream was blue! |
One of our beautiful sunsets. |
"I Love Getting Creative" is something that Ben Napier says all of the time on his and Erin Napier's show Home Town. It was partly their show that inspired me to start looking for old things to make new, or other creative projects I can do around my house to make things better. Doing creative projects brings me a lot of joy. Some projects are as simple as painting a room (which is simple -- but not necessarily easy!). Some projects are restoring old furniture, or trays, or whatever else I find that I think I can do something with. Here are a couple of my recent projects.
I found this at D.I. for $2 |
I had fun painting a board to go behind it and making the shelf look newer. |
Now it gets used as a part of my work bench to hold my work apron, some gardening tools, a tape measure, and wood glue. |
I got this from a neighbor who left it on the side of the road for free. It used to be a desk, but I cut off the desk part. |
This is what it looks like now. It holds my flute music and the sheets that go with the futon couch. It looks pretty in the piano room! |
I watched a show where Joanna Gaines' sister was starting her plant shop. One of the things she did was name each of the plants she was selling. The other day, because I had used my wood burning tool to make a No Soliciting sign, I got the idea to name all of my plants and make signs for them. I spent quite a bit of happy time doing this the next day. It was a creative and fun activity.
This kind of plant, according to my plant app, is symbolic of love and so I named her Ruth -- from the Bible. |
This is Lucky. This is the kind of plant I am best at not accidentally killing:-) |
Sampson here is a "Monstera" plant. I am hoping this plant will live up to its name and become really strong. |
Mickey is the first plant I named -- except maybe Spike. Mickey has two branches that used to make it look like it had Mickey mouse ears. I like to sing "Hey Mickey, You're so fine..." to it. |
From left to right these are Zipper, Dukun, Marnie, Zen, Shere & Khan, Adrian and Sai. |
This is Spike -- the parent of Sai - above (Sai is the name of a pointed weapon) |
I did decide, as I was naming my plants, that instead of going into the "depths of despair" over being a plant murderer if some of the plants die, like I used to since I have not historically had a green thumb when it comes to house plants, I will just need to have a "Thanks for the time you were my plant" ceremony, sending them off to plant heaven.