A Daily Gift

A woman or man of value doesn’t love you because of what he or she wants you to be or do for them. He or she loves you because your combined souls understand one another, complements each other, and make sense above any other person in this world. You each share a part of their soul’s mirror and see each other’s light reflected in it clearly. You can easily speak from the heart and feel safe doing so. Both of you have been traveling a parallel road your entire life. Without each other’s presence, you feel like an old friend or family member was lost. It bothers you, not because you have given it too much meaning, but because God did. This is the type of person you don’t have to fight for because you can’t get rid of them and your heart doesn’t want them to leave anyways.” 

Shannon L. Alder

I’ve been thinking about my friends these past few days.

Getting older is not easy. I think in order to balance that out, God gave us the gift of friendship. If you’re lucky, you’ve been blessed with lifelong friends.

For the past nine months I’ve started my day with morning chats. These texts began early last summer as a way to stay in close contact with a friend going through some tough times. It didn’t take long to realize I could reach out to others. These texts continue to grow becoming a very important part of my daily routine.

I have been blessed with a wonderful group of friends. I get to “talk” with many of them every morning, reaching out whenever I have time. There’s no interruption to anyone’s busy day and they can respond whenever it works for them. It’s a daily gift for all of us.

Try yourself this weekend. Set aside a few minutes to reach out to those you love. It will warm your heart and may be what everyone needs to brighten these gloomy wintry days.

A friend is more than a therapist or confessor, even though a friend can sometimes heal us and offer us God’s forgiveness. A friend is that other person with whom we can share our solitude, our silence, and our prayer. A friend is that other person with whom we can look at a tree and say, “Isn’t that beautiful,” or sit on the beach and silently watch the sun disappear under the horizon. With a friend we don’t have to say or do something special. With a friend we can be still and know that God is there with both of us.” 

Henri J.M. Nouwen

I am…

B…simply being…

~Peace~

 

 

Gifts of Home

“Coming back is the thing that enables you to see how all the dots in your life are connected, how one decision leads you another, how one twist of fate, good or bad, brings you to a door that later takes you to another door, which aided by several detours–long hallways and unforeseen stairwells–eventually puts you in the place you are now.” 

Ann Patchett, What Now?

The past week has been such a combination of emotions plus it was a pretty fun time to be back in Northeast Iowa. Maddie Poppe certainly took the country and my heart by storm. Congratulations, Maddie. You represented all Iowans so well. May your future be as bright as your smile. We are proud of you.

Even though I was there for a very short time, I was able to see and visit with most of the people I’d hoped to see. Gotta tell ya, I was reminded pretty quickly of the fact I have NO sense of direction. Those U-turns were much easier to accept on the way than they were on the way back. I felt like a true country girl as I started my route through the Dallas/Fort Worth area. I’d been an I-25/T Rex road warrior for many years but the layers of roadways intersected with incredible constructions zones as I drove around Dallas blew my mind along with my confidence level. I hung in there–it wasn’t pretty nor was the language flying out of my mouth! Today, my hands are telling me I must have been gripping the steering wheel very tightly! Phew.

Over the past couple of days, I’ve been reviewing my pictures, realizing I’d not taken many. Initially, I was really upset. I wanted to have photos to share. Then I remembered–when I began planning my journey home, it was my intention to be present–I did not want to be preoccupied by taking pictures. I wanted to be in the mix of making memories, not distracted by photographing them.

I realized I’d done just that–in my mind’s eye I see myself listening to all the shared stories while observing people who’d been a part of my life for decades. I could not have done that so well if I’d been focusing a photo.

I’ve been rewarded with so many precious moments, all captured in real-time and tenderly cached away where I can pull them up again. I was blessed by smiles and hugs from so many special people I love who love me right back–all unconditionally.

For a few days I recharged my soul, soaking up the peace and tranquility graciously bestowed upon me by that special place on earth named, Iowa.

I am thankful.

“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.” 

Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye

I am…

B…simply being…

God bless.

~Peace~