I've always had that sun shine attitude and the ability to share a smile. It's just who I am. What I haven't always had was the ability (or knowledge) to lift up others in thought and prayer. It's so simple. You don't have to spend money,or give up large amounts of time. It's as simple as a thought and/or prayer.
I've been working on this. I have to admit, it makes you feel great when you lift up others! So here are two ideas I have for you...
The first idea I gleaned from our female pastor at our church. She spoke at our MOPS meeting last year and shared the idea that she drives through our town and prays for specific people, but then also pray those people you see that you DON'T know. Pray for their day, their family, their needs.
The second idea I am sharing with you from Pixel Perfect , a photography blog I have stumbled upon and have found is so much more than tips and tricks for photography...it's also tips and tricks for your life. She shared in a post recently how to use social media in a different way. Let's be honest, Facebook and Twitter can sometimes be used as places that people use a little too much indiscretion. They complain, boast, swear, gossip, banter, and other not-so-beautiful things. However it's others' way of communicating needs. Needs for prayer, needs for support, needs for lifting up. You can use this social media tool to do this! You can take those negative statuses and lift those people up in prayer. Pray for their day, for a change in attitude, for a look on the bright side. You can pray for those who ask for prayer, for their needs. You can pray for those who aren't asking, aren't making a statement, but just plain being. Pray for them. Pray for their families, for them to be open to the Lord's plan.
Social media is a great way to reconnect, connect, and stay in touch.
But best of all, you can use it to glorify Him.
~Amber
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Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Addicted.
Addiction to one thing or another rules so many lives. My life has been altered by addiction. I've come to a place as an adult where I see this, accept it, and hope for change in the person that has succumbed to it. Addiction comes in so many forms, alcohol, drugs, sex, money, gambling, food, and the list goes on. For many people in our lives, they may go through treatment, they may continue therapy and counseling for their addictions, however addiction has become a way of life for them. It's finding a healthier form of addiction that they look for, like exercise.
Then, there is an addiction to the best thing one can find. Jesus. Who wouldn't want to be addicted to him? The Way, the Truth, and the Life?
He's amazing! He changes lives, hearts, and families.
His love isn't conditional, His love is forever!
He forgives, always! He doesn't keep a record of wrong.
He knows you, from the very beginning of your being. There's no getting-to-know-you period.
He's always there. You don't have to go find Him.
He carries your burdens, your grief, and your worries. No strings attached!
He's changing lives everyday, and He is the healthiest addiction known to man. I'm praying for those in my life to see what He can do, so they too make a change. If addicts need an addiction, this is the best choice!
~Amber
Then, there is an addiction to the best thing one can find. Jesus. Who wouldn't want to be addicted to him? The Way, the Truth, and the Life?
He's amazing! He changes lives, hearts, and families.
His love isn't conditional, His love is forever!
He forgives, always! He doesn't keep a record of wrong.
He knows you, from the very beginning of your being. There's no getting-to-know-you period.
He's always there. You don't have to go find Him.
He carries your burdens, your grief, and your worries. No strings attached!
He's changing lives everyday, and He is the healthiest addiction known to man. I'm praying for those in my life to see what He can do, so they too make a change. If addicts need an addiction, this is the best choice!
~Amber
Friday, January 21, 2011
What I'm Reading
I'm a huge fan of Dr. James Dobson from Focus on the Family and am re-reading this great book that is chalk full of insight on boys, how they're made, and how to effectively raise them.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
More Thankful
It seems each year as the holidays surround us, I'm always more thankful. More thankful for the obvious things and more thankful for the intricacies of life in general.
This year I feel more thankful than ever. I feel this is the first time in my life that I gave everything I had over to Him and away he went with my life. So many doors opened, so many new friends, new opportunities, and new ways of living. Amazing. That's the only word to describe what has been done in my life this year.
The things I am most thankful for are too many, but our little guy is the biggest blessing in our life this year. Almost exactly a year ago, I became pregnant with him and twenty weeks into our pregnancy we didn't know what God's plan was to be for him or for us. The ultrasound was missing some vital parts and the prognosis of our Little One wasn't one that we or any other expectant family wished for. We wept, we were scared, and we prayed. We summoned the prayers and hope of others that the follow-up testing would show that the first sonogram was wrong and our baby would be just fine. We prayed, begged, and pleaded. A week later with butterflies in my stomach, I laid on that bed in the ultrasound room and the second ( I'm not exaggerating) that the technician peeked in on our little guy, the vital parts that were once missing were right there. We were elated, excited, but most importantly thanking God for this blessing. Some of the people we shared our worries with said the technician probably just missed it, and maybe they did. I, however, believe it was His handiwork.
This year I feel more thankful than ever. I feel this is the first time in my life that I gave everything I had over to Him and away he went with my life. So many doors opened, so many new friends, new opportunities, and new ways of living. Amazing. That's the only word to describe what has been done in my life this year.
My top ten things I am most thankful for this year are (in no particular order):
- My baby Lachlan
- My busy boys
- Another fabulous year with my husband
- My family
- My friends, old and new
- A job that has brought me closer to the Lord
- Dave Ramsey! :)
- A piece of my personal life puzzle that was once missing
- Health
- 13 wonderful weeks with my boys and just being "Mommy"
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Consistency.
Ever since my beautiful new spice joined us in September, I've been a stay-at-home mom of 3 boys. It's been pretty fabulous, very busy, and a tad crazy. Along with all of the fun field trips to the zoo, the Mall of America, daddy's work and all the delicious treats we seem to whip up almost daily, comes the tantrums, the talking back, and thus, the discipline. I loathe discipline. It was my downfall as an educator, and is my downfall as a parent. Certainly I do discipline, and I always look for new ways to be effective in it, but those ways wear off.
My older boys have taken their turns (thank goodness) in going through their behavioral transitions in adding a new member to our family. The oldest, was and has been the most difficult. I felt and continue to feel that I am always "on" him about one thing or another. It's probably been the most difficult with him because he's always been so easy, never one to tantrum, never a negative word. It hurt to raise my voice at him or to discipline him with anything more than redirection. So, I devised a plan that utilized my learning.
I bought a 24 piece puzzle of one of his favorite characters from the movie Cars. With each GOOD choice he made, he earned a piece of the puzzle. The number of pieces he could earn in a day were endless and it reinforced the POSITIVE behaviors rather than taking away due to the NEGATIVE. He could never lose a piece of the puzzle, as we were focusing on the positive. In the end when he earned all the pieces HE chose the reward, which the first time was a trip with Grandpa to Cabela's. He was thrilled to choose his reward and proudly proclaimed, "I chose it". It was great to see such a triumphant smile on his face!
It was a great choice! It worked! And it worked WELL! He was so driven to earn the puzzle pieces and the negative behaviors quickly dwindled to few or none in a day. Which in turn made my consistency dwindle as well. As soon as the behaviors were gone, I forgot to keep going, keep reinforcing the great behavior I was seeing. And although the old behaviors are quickly making a reappearance, I have realized he needs that positive reinforcement and I need to continue working on being CONSISTENT. Following the plan for a length of time longer than only 2 puzzles.
So, I'm back at it! Giving away puzzle pieces, rewarding the positive behaviors I see.
And of course, working on my consistency.
My older boys have taken their turns (thank goodness) in going through their behavioral transitions in adding a new member to our family. The oldest, was and has been the most difficult. I felt and continue to feel that I am always "on" him about one thing or another. It's probably been the most difficult with him because he's always been so easy, never one to tantrum, never a negative word. It hurt to raise my voice at him or to discipline him with anything more than redirection. So, I devised a plan that utilized my learning.
I bought a 24 piece puzzle of one of his favorite characters from the movie Cars. With each GOOD choice he made, he earned a piece of the puzzle. The number of pieces he could earn in a day were endless and it reinforced the POSITIVE behaviors rather than taking away due to the NEGATIVE. He could never lose a piece of the puzzle, as we were focusing on the positive. In the end when he earned all the pieces HE chose the reward, which the first time was a trip with Grandpa to Cabela's. He was thrilled to choose his reward and proudly proclaimed, "I chose it". It was great to see such a triumphant smile on his face!
It was a great choice! It worked! And it worked WELL! He was so driven to earn the puzzle pieces and the negative behaviors quickly dwindled to few or none in a day. Which in turn made my consistency dwindle as well. As soon as the behaviors were gone, I forgot to keep going, keep reinforcing the great behavior I was seeing. And although the old behaviors are quickly making a reappearance, I have realized he needs that positive reinforcement and I need to continue working on being CONSISTENT. Following the plan for a length of time longer than only 2 puzzles. So, I'm back at it! Giving away puzzle pieces, rewarding the positive behaviors I see.
And of course, working on my consistency.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Revealed.
This past week I attended the celebration of a life of a woman I had come to know within my church family. I was at the celebration to support the family, and little did I know how much my life would be touched. I haven't shared much about the amazing blessings God has placed in my life this year, one certain situation in particular, but this celebration touched me in a way that set my heart on fire and made me take a leap of faith. As I pray through this fire, I hope to come to a place where I can reveal my blessings to those who don't know me as closely, but may in turn set their heart's on fire like mine.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
A Heart.
It doesn't take long for someone who crosses paths with me to observe and learn that I love children. Adore them. Cherish them. And the thing is, I don't just love the perfect children, the "normal" children. I love all of them. Especially those who need more. Need more love, need more education, need more direction, assistance, support.
In my first year of teaching, 10 years ago, I crossed paths with several children who needed more than they were receiving. They had families who loved them, provided for them, and they were in a great school, yet something was missing for each of them. I was a first year teacher in a highly demanding school, way out of the realm of my existence. The aloofness of this school and some of the parental make-up made my learning curve drastic that year. I learned, and I learned quickly. I had administrative "support" or more like a "frequent flyer pass" to the principal's office for some stern conversations and untrue accusations. But the best part of that year was the children. They pushed me, encouraged me, and trusted me. I became a better teacher and person because of them. I learned to provide for them educationally so that they were able to attain a level of success they previously hadn't felt.
I went back to school. I was determined to learn more to help each of them learn more. I went back for a Master's degree in the area of Special Education. I became more equipped with tools that helped me help each of them and accommodate their needs.
I'm not a saint, nor a savior. I just love kids. All of them. With all needs, all behaviors, all with desires to succeed, to be accepted, to be taught and loved.
And now, my first class that stirred my "pot" and got me learning and yearning for more...they're in college. Succeeding.
I love it.
And.
I love each of them for teaching me more.
In my first year of teaching, 10 years ago, I crossed paths with several children who needed more than they were receiving. They had families who loved them, provided for them, and they were in a great school, yet something was missing for each of them. I was a first year teacher in a highly demanding school, way out of the realm of my existence. The aloofness of this school and some of the parental make-up made my learning curve drastic that year. I learned, and I learned quickly. I had administrative "support" or more like a "frequent flyer pass" to the principal's office for some stern conversations and untrue accusations. But the best part of that year was the children. They pushed me, encouraged me, and trusted me. I became a better teacher and person because of them. I learned to provide for them educationally so that they were able to attain a level of success they previously hadn't felt.
I went back to school. I was determined to learn more to help each of them learn more. I went back for a Master's degree in the area of Special Education. I became more equipped with tools that helped me help each of them and accommodate their needs.
I'm not a saint, nor a savior. I just love kids. All of them. With all needs, all behaviors, all with desires to succeed, to be accepted, to be taught and loved.
And now, my first class that stirred my "pot" and got me learning and yearning for more...they're in college. Succeeding.
I love it.
And.
I love each of them for teaching me more.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Fresh.
One of the best things in life are friends. Old friends. New friends. In-between friends (kidding). I have always enjoyed making new friends, watching my kids make friends, and having friends make friends. One of the most frustrating point in life as an adult, and as a kid, is the obvious "already determined" circles of friends of which you or someone else may never become a part of. It's defeating. I strive to be open to friendships, old and new. I certainly have been the "victim" of the predetermined circles of friendship, especially the circle of couples.
A few years back I attended a MOPS meeting (Mothers of Preschoolers) where the speaker centered her discussion on quality friendships that help you be who you want to be. There is the inner core friendships and relationships that are important to who you are as a person like Jesus, your family, your husband, your best friend. Then the outer cores circles are those who support you and progressively become more less involved in who you are, but nonetheless help you form your being. Get it?
I've had friendships and relationships that I've decidedly let dwindle to a further out circle from the core. I could see that I was not becoming a better person with them in my life. They are still important to me, I still care about them, but I needed to distance myself. I want to fill my core and the circle supporting it with those that make their faith and family most important. In addition to that, honor, morale, humility, honesty and a host of other values are of increasing importance to who I am, and who I want to share my life with. This doesn't make me better than others, above them, but wanting the support for myself to continue to better who I am.
I'm making a fresh start in who I am. Evolving who I was into who I want to be, and choosing to encircle myself with those with the characteristics and values that are center with the way I want to live my life and how I want to raise my family.
A few years back I attended a MOPS meeting (Mothers of Preschoolers) where the speaker centered her discussion on quality friendships that help you be who you want to be. There is the inner core friendships and relationships that are important to who you are as a person like Jesus, your family, your husband, your best friend. Then the outer cores circles are those who support you and progressively become more less involved in who you are, but nonetheless help you form your being. Get it?
I've had friendships and relationships that I've decidedly let dwindle to a further out circle from the core. I could see that I was not becoming a better person with them in my life. They are still important to me, I still care about them, but I needed to distance myself. I want to fill my core and the circle supporting it with those that make their faith and family most important. In addition to that, honor, morale, humility, honesty and a host of other values are of increasing importance to who I am, and who I want to share my life with. This doesn't make me better than others, above them, but wanting the support for myself to continue to better who I am.
I'm making a fresh start in who I am. Evolving who I was into who I want to be, and choosing to encircle myself with those with the characteristics and values that are center with the way I want to live my life and how I want to raise my family.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
A Year.
Nearly a year ago my husband and I decided it was time for me to find a job opportunity to better supplement our income, give our children some opportunities to play with others and learn, and to give me an out. I
loved being home with our children, caring for others' children, and reaping the benefits of being a stay-at-home mom. Somehow, I felt like I wasn't being "fed". My spirits were low, my mind was stagnant, and my heart thirsted for more. The problem was, I didn't know what that "more" would be.
I looked at jobs within schools, looked at jobs from home as to combine my love of being home with the benefits of what we were looking for. I couldn't find that perfect niche. But, as we neared the start of preschool for our oldest, I "found" more than a perfect opportunity. God led me to a place where opportunities abound. Our church has a preschool and daycare that would allow me to fill-in or sub for the teachers who were away AND my kids could come there with me. Could it get any better than this? Now the pay wasn't excellent, and it certainly didn't fill the professional void I was needing to fill, but it filled my cup overflowing with the possibilities I didn't know existed.
Shortly after starting to sub there, I was offered a position in the toddler room with my then 15 month old. It was hard for them and for me. It wasn't an easy transition, it tested me in so many ways each and every day. However, I learned innumerable things about myself, my faith, and how much I shorted myself from learning new things. I learned to be patient with children of very different temperaments, tools for being a more successful mom, and most importantly how blessed I was to be given this opportunity. God is so good and HE knows what plans are needed, HE knows what benefits are to come from each experience. I had to open my heart and mind to all of these experiences HE brought forth.
I didn't have support that I needed to be successful there or keep my thinking positive. It's hard when others have their plan set before them and can make things "work". But I have to say, being steadfast and believing in HIS plan was what got me through. The greatest people that I work with made me believe in the plan, not quit and supported me so that OUR plan, that of God, my husband, and I could be successful. I am more than thankful for those people. They are what makes me know that I am a better person today than the person who walked into that setting a year ago.
loved being home with our children, caring for others' children, and reaping the benefits of being a stay-at-home mom. Somehow, I felt like I wasn't being "fed". My spirits were low, my mind was stagnant, and my heart thirsted for more. The problem was, I didn't know what that "more" would be.
I looked at jobs within schools, looked at jobs from home as to combine my love of being home with the benefits of what we were looking for. I couldn't find that perfect niche. But, as we neared the start of preschool for our oldest, I "found" more than a perfect opportunity. God led me to a place where opportunities abound. Our church has a preschool and daycare that would allow me to fill-in or sub for the teachers who were away AND my kids could come there with me. Could it get any better than this? Now the pay wasn't excellent, and it certainly didn't fill the professional void I was needing to fill, but it filled my cup overflowing with the possibilities I didn't know existed.
Shortly after starting to sub there, I was offered a position in the toddler room with my then 15 month old. It was hard for them and for me. It wasn't an easy transition, it tested me in so many ways each and every day. However, I learned innumerable things about myself, my faith, and how much I shorted myself from learning new things. I learned to be patient with children of very different temperaments, tools for being a more successful mom, and most importantly how blessed I was to be given this opportunity. God is so good and HE knows what plans are needed, HE knows what benefits are to come from each experience. I had to open my heart and mind to all of these experiences HE brought forth.
I didn't have support that I needed to be successful there or keep my thinking positive. It's hard when others have their plan set before them and can make things "work". But I have to say, being steadfast and believing in HIS plan was what got me through. The greatest people that I work with made me believe in the plan, not quit and supported me so that OUR plan, that of God, my husband, and I could be successful. I am more than thankful for those people. They are what makes me know that I am a better person today than the person who walked into that setting a year ago.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Mid Winter Hiatus is off...it's SPRING!
Alright so I took a few...alright, many months off from blogging. I'll try to be better about it and get to posting some fun things. The GREAT news is that shortly after my Christmas post we're having another baby! Most of you know this...but some of you don't. Different than the other two pregnancies, I was really sick with this little one, which led to the demise of my newest attempt at a less stressful, less time consuming blog than the one in the past. :)
So away we go with some new posts and new crafts...and everything else bloggy.
So away we go with some new posts and new crafts...and everything else bloggy.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
I Can Feel It
Dreams can mean so many things....or so they say.
But how do you explain this one...or am I just weird?
Often times while dreaming, I can feel skates on my feet, ice beneathe them, and then see myself jumping and spinning. It's the craziest thing, but I can feel it.
See, I skated from the time I could walk. And like all skaters, dreamed beyond the possible. I always wanted to be at the Olympics. When I was a sophomore in high school, my coach, my mom, could no longer skate along side me, and there my skating ended.
But, I can feel it. The ice under my feet.
I feel the rotation of the jumps. The pull of the spins. I love it.
I cannot wait to get my skates back on this winter. You'll see me at the outdoor rink, gliding, spinning, and rotating to the music in my heart. I love skating.
Until then, I'll keep feeling it in my dreams.
And my plan is to get my little spices onto the ice with me this winter. Hockey skates are on mama's Christmas shopping list this year. :)
~Amber
But how do you explain this one...or am I just weird?
Often times while dreaming, I can feel skates on my feet, ice beneathe them, and then see myself jumping and spinning. It's the craziest thing, but I can feel it.
See, I skated from the time I could walk. And like all skaters, dreamed beyond the possible. I always wanted to be at the Olympics. When I was a sophomore in high school, my coach, my mom, could no longer skate along side me, and there my skating ended.
But, I can feel it. The ice under my feet.
I feel the rotation of the jumps. The pull of the spins. I love it.
I cannot wait to get my skates back on this winter. You'll see me at the outdoor rink, gliding, spinning, and rotating to the music in my heart. I love skating.
Until then, I'll keep feeling it in my dreams.
And my plan is to get my little spices onto the ice with me this winter. Hockey skates are on mama's Christmas shopping list this year. :)
~Amber
Friday, November 6, 2009
I'll Adjust.
I've always had a lot of change in my life. I switched schools often due to location of our home, my parents divorced, we moved, our family situation changed again and again. In fact, I've come to like change really, and seriously wonder how I will take life when it may become stagnant and have little change. Not surprising, life has rarely become even close to stagnant.
Today I was talking to a new friend (yes, I've been blessed with many new friends, recently...it all comes with change) and he asked how my new job was going and I didn't have an answer. Suddenly out of my mouth came a profound statement that I had not even considered, "I'm adjusting."
What!? "I'm adjusting?" Is that the best I could reply? Goodness me, you'd think I'd come up with something a little more professional, a little more...sugar-coated, but there it was. "I'm adjusting."
It's the truth. I am adjusting. I hadn't considered that, but I am. I went from being a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful boys, the best gifts God has EVER given me, aside from salvation, and *POOF* I'm now working full time. It all happened so fast...and I didn't have time to adjust...so two weeks later...I'm adjusting. I'm now working full time with 14 toddlers at our church. It truly is an amazing opportunity that God literally placed in my lap in an instant. I couldn't be more...well, what would the emotion be? Happy..yes, I'm happy about being there. It's my church home afterall, and the people I work with in the childcare and preschool are above and beyond wonderful. I'm in rare company with the phenomenal people that comprise the ministry at our church. I feel blessed. That's about the best word to describe me right now. I am however, adjusting.
I'm adjusting to working again.
I'm adjusting to new coworkers, new children, new administration, and a new title.
I'm adjusting to not being solely in-charge all of the time and working as a cohesive team.
I'm adjusting to not seeingmy our beautiful boys every minute of everyday.
I'm adjusting to having sick children (they are picking up every germ)
I'm adjusting to these new people not knowing the real, true, me.
I'm adjusting. That's just it, and as it came spewing out of my mouth, I was take aback. But, it's the perfect explanation for how I am feeling.
We're making headway, though, the boys, Aaron and I. I know I'm not alone in this change. We're a family.
We're adjusting....together.
~Amber
Today I was talking to a new friend (yes, I've been blessed with many new friends, recently...it all comes with change) and he asked how my new job was going and I didn't have an answer. Suddenly out of my mouth came a profound statement that I had not even considered, "I'm adjusting."
What!? "I'm adjusting?" Is that the best I could reply? Goodness me, you'd think I'd come up with something a little more professional, a little more...sugar-coated, but there it was. "I'm adjusting."
It's the truth. I am adjusting. I hadn't considered that, but I am. I went from being a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful boys, the best gifts God has EVER given me, aside from salvation, and *POOF* I'm now working full time. It all happened so fast...and I didn't have time to adjust...so two weeks later...I'm adjusting. I'm now working full time with 14 toddlers at our church. It truly is an amazing opportunity that God literally placed in my lap in an instant. I couldn't be more...well, what would the emotion be? Happy..yes, I'm happy about being there. It's my church home afterall, and the people I work with in the childcare and preschool are above and beyond wonderful. I'm in rare company with the phenomenal people that comprise the ministry at our church. I feel blessed. That's about the best word to describe me right now. I am however, adjusting.
I'm adjusting to working again.
I'm adjusting to new coworkers, new children, new administration, and a new title.
I'm adjusting to not being solely in-charge all of the time and working as a cohesive team.
I'm adjusting to not seeing
I'm adjusting to having sick children (they are picking up every germ)
I'm adjusting to these new people not knowing the real, true, me.
I'm adjusting. That's just it, and as it came spewing out of my mouth, I was take aback. But, it's the perfect explanation for how I am feeling.
We're making headway, though, the boys, Aaron and I. I know I'm not alone in this change. We're a family.
We're adjusting....together.
~Amber
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
The Truth.
The Truth.
It isn't something we all like to see or even acknowledge all of the time. It's something I sometimes like to avoid altogether, and to be quite honest, like to ignore.
The Truth is, is that the truth isn't always our ideal.
The Truth is, is that my "ME" has become someone other than who I really am, and really, who I want to be. I've become more crabby, more irritable, and more, Not Me. In fact, I have been struggling to figure out who "Me" really is and trying to get back to the "Me" I was before I became, quite truthfully, a stay at home mom. But when I am home with "my boys" I am happy, excited, full of life, and energetic. It's when someone or something enters the realm of "ME" that isn't something I planned on being part of "ME" that changes who I am.
The Truth.
The Truth being that we must all endure changes, events, and parts of life that, quite truthfully, are not "ME" at all. I'm blessed with God-given talents, friends, and family that keep me grounded in who I am, and help direct me back, when I go astray from the "ME" I want to be.
The Truth is, is that I bum myself out when I feel conflicted with sadness for the parts of "ME" that were "ME" before. A new friend of mine has talked to me about being content with the Now that God has provided me with. The Truth is, is that I am not content, I am sad, mad, frustrated and confused as to why I feel this sense of loss over who I was, instead of being content with who I AM today.
Get what I mean?
My Truth is that I love my family, friends, and all of the surprises on the path laid before me, but I need to learn to be content with the new. The new friends, the new happenings, and the facets of, well, ME.
~Amber
It isn't something we all like to see or even acknowledge all of the time. It's something I sometimes like to avoid altogether, and to be quite honest, like to ignore.
The Truth is, is that the truth isn't always our ideal.
The Truth is, is that my "ME" has become someone other than who I really am, and really, who I want to be. I've become more crabby, more irritable, and more, Not Me. In fact, I have been struggling to figure out who "Me" really is and trying to get back to the "Me" I was before I became, quite truthfully, a stay at home mom. But when I am home with "my boys" I am happy, excited, full of life, and energetic. It's when someone or something enters the realm of "ME" that isn't something I planned on being part of "ME" that changes who I am.
The Truth.
The Truth being that we must all endure changes, events, and parts of life that, quite truthfully, are not "ME" at all. I'm blessed with God-given talents, friends, and family that keep me grounded in who I am, and help direct me back, when I go astray from the "ME" I want to be.
The Truth is, is that I bum myself out when I feel conflicted with sadness for the parts of "ME" that were "ME" before. A new friend of mine has talked to me about being content with the Now that God has provided me with. The Truth is, is that I am not content, I am sad, mad, frustrated and confused as to why I feel this sense of loss over who I was, instead of being content with who I AM today.
Get what I mean?
My Truth is that I love my family, friends, and all of the surprises on the path laid before me, but I need to learn to be content with the new. The new friends, the new happenings, and the facets of, well, ME.
~Amber
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