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Finally 2008 is closing. It's easy to dwell on what was wrong. Be zany and think about what was right. An annual exercise is to list 25 + successes during the year. At first it was hard and then it occured to me that those successes weren't only about giant things. They include the little things too.
New friends and finding a yummy new chicken dish to fix count. I asked Santa for a boyfriend. A miracle is on my list too - having my whole family together for Christmas at my home.
Leaving 2008 on a high note sets up a platform for success for 2009. Share some of your successes here. So long, good bye 2008.
Holiday Greetings
May the beauty of the season brighten up your life and decorate your days with love, smiles, and joy. May you receive the gift of hope in each day that is especially for you.
Tis the Season
Tis the season to be jolly. Ads with smiling faces, gifts, places to shop say it, too. White lights outline tall buildings downtown, making the business landscape magical in the dark.
Tis the season for change. Homes are transformed into magical places with tradiional precious decorations. Furniture's moved to make room for a tree, of all things.
With life changes come new customs, born from a need to survive holidays. Memories of past holidays came as I put out pictures of my girls with Santa.
Over the last 4 years my granddaughter, Anna, and I have visited the same Santa her mother saw. Where I live tradition has been honed to a high art form.
The first time my 2 daughters went with us. It was fun to hear these adult kids share their memories of going to see Santa so long ago. As they talked I learned that for them Christmas is the season to be sure there's time to visit Santa.
Tis the season to keep traditions, even if they're changed to a new place and stage in life by your own doing or someone else's. Tis the season for old and new to merge.
Tis the season for change. Homes are transformed into magical places with tradiional precious decorations. Furniture's moved to make room for a tree, of all things.
With life changes come new customs, born from a need to survive holidays. Memories of past holidays came as I put out pictures of my girls with Santa.
Over the last 4 years my granddaughter, Anna, and I have visited the same Santa her mother saw. Where I live tradition has been honed to a high art form.
The first time my 2 daughters went with us. It was fun to hear these adult kids share their memories of going to see Santa so long ago. As they talked I learned that for them Christmas is the season to be sure there's time to visit Santa.
Tis the season to keep traditions, even if they're changed to a new place and stage in life by your own doing or someone else's. Tis the season for old and new to merge.
GLORY GOT KIDNAPPED
Glory got kidnapped. On Sunday. While I was in church.
The church garage was full. The lot next door had plenty of empty spaces.
I left Glory B (my car) in the lot. Signs were nailed everywhere saying RESERVED SPACES. YOUR CAR WILL BE TOWED. CALL 262-2100 TO FIND IT. "What the hey - I'll push the envelope and take a risk. It's Sunday, these people won't bother Glory while I'm in church. There're plenty of spaces. I've done it before." I say as I lock her up and walk away.
Several hours later, I walk briskly to the lot to get on with the day. The space is empty. Glory B has been kidnapped.
OK. I pushed the envelope and now I have to pay ransom. Lord only knows how far away the lot is where she's secure now and how much it'll cost to bet her back.
Time for a 911 call and I don't have my phone (pushing the envelope again). Rescuers arrived in the form of George and Nelly, friends I'd just chatted with at church. With their phone I call the kidnapper. Over the TV blarring the game of the day and children screaming I hear the disgruntled dispatcher tell me how to spring Glory B.
George and Nelly are great rescuers. They brought me home to get my debit card, to the bank to get the money, and to the lot to spring Glory B.
Five crisp $20 bills and 40 minutes later ransom was paid. Glory B was free. Sweet success and synchronicity saved the day that Glory got kidnapped.
The church garage was full. The lot next door had plenty of empty spaces.
I left Glory B (my car) in the lot. Signs were nailed everywhere saying RESERVED SPACES. YOUR CAR WILL BE TOWED. CALL 262-2100 TO FIND IT. "What the hey - I'll push the envelope and take a risk. It's Sunday, these people won't bother Glory while I'm in church. There're plenty of spaces. I've done it before." I say as I lock her up and walk away.
Several hours later, I walk briskly to the lot to get on with the day. The space is empty. Glory B has been kidnapped.
OK. I pushed the envelope and now I have to pay ransom. Lord only knows how far away the lot is where she's secure now and how much it'll cost to bet her back.
Time for a 911 call and I don't have my phone (pushing the envelope again). Rescuers arrived in the form of George and Nelly, friends I'd just chatted with at church. With their phone I call the kidnapper. Over the TV blarring the game of the day and children screaming I hear the disgruntled dispatcher tell me how to spring Glory B.
George and Nelly are great rescuers. They brought me home to get my debit card, to the bank to get the money, and to the lot to spring Glory B.
Five crisp $20 bills and 40 minutes later ransom was paid. Glory B was free. Sweet success and synchronicity saved the day that Glory got kidnapped.
What do you share with friends?
How many times did I say I was going to write a book? 50x? 100x? Finally I'm working on my book. It's one huge project.
I'm proud to say it's in progress. Progressing slowly is more accurate. It's titled SMART WOMAN MAKE THEIR OWN RULES. It's about women and living life on their terms with full permission to do so.
Friends are encouraging me and holding my feet to the fire to get it done. This morning I was writing about friends - who they are, how they are, how we love each other and traditions we share. My friend Jean and I go to the Urbanna Oyster Festival every year. For 3 years now we've enjoyed seafood, shopping, people watching, dissing. You know the girl stuff we share.
I want to know what you do with your friends. What are some ways you and your friends share and live life together?
I'm proud to say it's in progress. Progressing slowly is more accurate. It's titled SMART WOMAN MAKE THEIR OWN RULES. It's about women and living life on their terms with full permission to do so.
Friends are encouraging me and holding my feet to the fire to get it done. This morning I was writing about friends - who they are, how they are, how we love each other and traditions we share. My friend Jean and I go to the Urbanna Oyster Festival every year. For 3 years now we've enjoyed seafood, shopping, people watching, dissing. You know the girl stuff we share.
I want to know what you do with your friends. What are some ways you and your friends share and live life together?
Do something good every day.
A time windfall happened today.
Sounds odd,doesn't it - a time windfall. We're all time deprived at work and home. Toss in holidays, parties, shopping, etc. and color us frantic. How does a time windfall happen?
Show up 30 minutes early for an appointment. Wanting to maximize this found time, off to the nearby Starbuck's I went to write.
Of course, I have to get a cup of tea to make writing better. The counter was packed with CDs, gift cards, biscotti, etc. In the mix was the best reminder of the day - do something good every day.
In the new How To Survive - And Thrive - in Hard Times class starting in January
homework is do something good for yourself or another daily.
What are some good things you do?
Sounds odd,doesn't it - a time windfall. We're all time deprived at work and home. Toss in holidays, parties, shopping, etc. and color us frantic. How does a time windfall happen?
Show up 30 minutes early for an appointment. Wanting to maximize this found time, off to the nearby Starbuck's I went to write.
Of course, I have to get a cup of tea to make writing better. The counter was packed with CDs, gift cards, biscotti, etc. In the mix was the best reminder of the day - do something good every day.
In the new How To Survive - And Thrive - in Hard Times class starting in January
homework is do something good for yourself or another daily.
What are some good things you do?
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