Boy, sometimes life just takes over! No time to eat, barely time to enjoy your loved ones and never any time to sleep! That's right, I work third shift now! This has left me with completely changing my life to accommodate my schedule. My husband has been so loving and forgiving of this that I owe it all to him. Plus, lots of other things moving and shaking in my life!
1. One of my sisters is getting married in September and I am the matron of honor...AH! Too scary
2. That same sister just graduated from college and is officially a RDH (congrats, Leener!)
3. I am writing, as always, and just recently wrote a short story based on our Little Man-hopefully more to come!
And finally....
4. I am working on my business, Made by LJ. You can find my Facebook page at www.facebook.com/madebylj and see what I make! I also make Deco Wreaths and boy, are they cute!
Well, it is a short entry for today but as always, keep rocking out in a thing called, "La Vie."
Monday, June 9, 2014
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Like VS Love
How do you define the difference of the above terms? I have often heard people say "I will always Love you but I may not always Like you." What does this mean when someone says this? And which one can be more hurtful, more detrimental to us as human beings?
Let us first examine the difference of the two terms. When you Like someone, it can be platonic or something pedestrian. Like can be when you see someone from across the room or between friends. When you Love someone, it tends to run deeper and can be unconditional in terms of how parents may Love a child. Love can also cause us to forgive and embrace things about those ones we Love that we may not appreciate in those people that we Like.
See the difference?
I can Love my sisters unconditionally and Love them through anything they go through and support them. But there are times that they can make me mad and make me not Like them or the things they are doing, rather. But I can never say I stop Loving them. The same goes for those individuals who may have to watch someone they Love go through rehab or a painful experience. In this instance, they not so much disLike the person, but more the thing that is taking the person they Love away.
But which can be more painful?
I was thinking about this tonight. I began to contemplate asking my husband this questions:
Then again, if he were to tell me that he only Loves me "some of the time," this would almost hurt as much. It would lead me to believe that while he Likes being with me and around me, he does not see it as unconditional at that point in time. Almost like having that awkward conversation at the beginning of the relationship (teenager asking, "Why do not tell me you Love me?").
My husband and I just discussed this and he said, "To Love and be Loved is a blessing." Such a blessing it is. As Christians, we are taught that God Loves us unconditionally, that no matter the turns from Him we may make, He will always pick us up from the pile we create and help us back to the path. Much like the story of the prodigal son. This young man took his share of his father's inheritance and squandered it on pleasures of the flesh, food, wine, gambling, etc. He was left to lie with the pigs, thinking about how his father's servants were treated better and at least in a warm room. He decides to return home and beg forgiveness of his father and to be a servant in his house. But his father, seeing him, rejoices in his return and orders a large celebration. Seeing his younger brother being lavished over, the older brother asks his father why. His father immediately explained that his son had returned to life for he once was dead.
Such is the love of God. We can run away from everything we know, everything we raised up with. But we cannot run away from the Love He holds for us. And each time we come back and request to be a servant in His household, He holds a party for the child He though was dead has returned to life. And it is the children like that who needs the Love more than most.
If you had to choose a difference between the two, which would you rather be told? That you are Liked or you are Loved? Just some food for thought in this thing called, "La Vie."
Let us first examine the difference of the two terms. When you Like someone, it can be platonic or something pedestrian. Like can be when you see someone from across the room or between friends. When you Love someone, it tends to run deeper and can be unconditional in terms of how parents may Love a child. Love can also cause us to forgive and embrace things about those ones we Love that we may not appreciate in those people that we Like.
See the difference?
I can Love my sisters unconditionally and Love them through anything they go through and support them. But there are times that they can make me mad and make me not Like them or the things they are doing, rather. But I can never say I stop Loving them. The same goes for those individuals who may have to watch someone they Love go through rehab or a painful experience. In this instance, they not so much disLike the person, but more the thing that is taking the person they Love away.
But which can be more painful?
I was thinking about this tonight. I began to contemplate asking my husband this questions:
"Do you Like me?"
With thinking about this question, I began to roll into my mind what my reaction may be to any response he could pose to me. If he told me he didn't Like me, he Loves me, I would have to clarify my question. If he were to tell me that he Loves me always but not always Likes me, it kind of stings. This is someone who is my friend and partner for life. Who wants to hear that their best friend only Likes us, "some of the time?"Then again, if he were to tell me that he only Loves me "some of the time," this would almost hurt as much. It would lead me to believe that while he Likes being with me and around me, he does not see it as unconditional at that point in time. Almost like having that awkward conversation at the beginning of the relationship (teenager asking, "Why do not tell me you Love me?").
My husband and I just discussed this and he said, "To Love and be Loved is a blessing." Such a blessing it is. As Christians, we are taught that God Loves us unconditionally, that no matter the turns from Him we may make, He will always pick us up from the pile we create and help us back to the path. Much like the story of the prodigal son. This young man took his share of his father's inheritance and squandered it on pleasures of the flesh, food, wine, gambling, etc. He was left to lie with the pigs, thinking about how his father's servants were treated better and at least in a warm room. He decides to return home and beg forgiveness of his father and to be a servant in his house. But his father, seeing him, rejoices in his return and orders a large celebration. Seeing his younger brother being lavished over, the older brother asks his father why. His father immediately explained that his son had returned to life for he once was dead.
Such is the love of God. We can run away from everything we know, everything we raised up with. But we cannot run away from the Love He holds for us. And each time we come back and request to be a servant in His household, He holds a party for the child He though was dead has returned to life. And it is the children like that who needs the Love more than most.
If you had to choose a difference between the two, which would you rather be told? That you are Liked or you are Loved? Just some food for thought in this thing called, "La Vie."
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Hot Tea and Cold Snow
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| My cup of tea steeping in front of a snowy window |
Me, I woke up to my chest hurting and a rattle. My cough is settling in. It skipped past the runny nose and congestion and went straight for the ringer: the chest. I stayed in bed longer than yesterday as I was not going to be walking today. When I did get up, I did some dishes (and counted them as exercise) and prepared for work. I settled in with a hot cup of Irish breakfast tea and chocolate chip muffins. And yes, I still have calories left for the day!
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| Yummy muffins |
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| One of my fluffy puppies, Fionna |
But for the time being, I will enjoy the few hours I have left. I still have to get ready for work and do all the prep work. Lunch is already packed. I am going to place a heating pack on my neck and continue watching TV for now. Enjoying life one day at a time, one puppy kiss at a time and one loving look from my husband at a time. Until next time, I hope you enjoy this thing called La Vie.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Overcome Hills in Life
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| My Molly girl |
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| My Nemesis....dum dum daaaaah |
How many things do we come across in life that we feel intimidated by? Perhaps we do not even want to try the thing that intimidates us due to fearing failure. However, we cannot go through life avoiding things we do not want to face. And when we do face them, perhaps we do not have to take it all at once. Perhaps there is a side road we can take at first until we are ready to conquer the entire hill. Conquering this things in life should be treated similarly to running a marathon: you shouldn't expect to wake up one morning, having never gone running and expecting to win the entire race. We have to exercise ourselves and our abilities, taking small things to start and building to the biggest obstacle we face. That is my plan: start on the beginning of the hill until I am strong enough to take the whole hill at once.
But it is reward enough. To come home and look up at the clock and see that at 8:30 AM, though tired, I have already gone walking, taken a shower and preparing a breakfast is its own reward. This time last week, I would have just woken up and lazed in my pajamas until about 10. And breakfast was good this morning: honey-wheat toast with hazelnut spread, grits with cheese and tea with milk and sugar. Lunch is packed and I am just writing/talking with you all.
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| Yummy! |
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| Myfitnesspal |
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Back and Heart Pain
What a day! My poor husband pulled something in his back yesterday and woke up very early this morning in agony. I felt so bad. 5:30 AM and rubbing icy hot cream on his poor side, handing him some pain relief. Unfortunately, I awoke again to him telling me he never got back to sleep. We didn't go to church due to his pain but we worshiped in our own way.
We also went to Roanoke today to visit with my husband's family. We started our trip with a little ray of sunshine: my husband's goddaughter and her family. Her parents are amazing and she is our little ray of Sunshine. Just like our Little Man, Sunshine means everything to us. She can bring a smile to our faces and I love watching her mother light up. I hope we don't stay too far from Sunshine for too long. I hope to see her more regularly.
We then had dinner with my in-law family. My sister-in-law and her husband recently revealed that the will be moving to Ohio and taking my two little nieces with them. As you can probably imagine, this is a hard hit to the family particularly so since they have lived in close proximity to the family unit for the majority of their marriage. Tonight definitely had its moments but it had its laughter, tears and pain.
More than likely, the most valuable thing I learned today, though, was on the way home. We were near our home and deep in conversation when suddenly, I see two deer start to move into the road. I slam on the brakes, my husband bracing himself for impending impact while I hope my brakes take. We stop just in time, only for me to turn and, in my state of anxiety, say some harsh words to my husband. After some moments of silence, I turned and very quietly apologized. I explained that although I knew he was startled by the moment that his explanations did not help me when I was trying to maintain a calm demeanor. But then again, why do I always have to be calm?
The ocean is always seen as the epitome of soothing and calm nature and disposition. But even the ocean can become rocky and unpleasant to see. While it does not need to define me, I can't continue to hide my emotions for the sake of those around me. Even the calm Laura has emotions outside of joy. I let a little of that lose on Friday at work (not outwardly lashing but by demeanor).
A few notes in closing: Little Man, we miss you immensely. I know you are really enjoying your time with the Doctor but you need to know that your daddy and stepmom really love and miss you. We hold an open door for you at all times in our home and our hearts. Please know we are always there for you.
Sunshine, you and your parents are welcomed friends and family to us. It was so lovely to see you all and I hope we get to see you again very soon.
In-Laws: Thank you for such a lovely evening. Though it may have been laden with some sadness and a knowing of what is to come in a few short weeks, it was still sweet to share the time we have together as we did.
My husband: You do more for me than you may ever realize and know. I love you with all my heart and can't wait to share each and every day with you...including tomorrow morning's walk
But as for tonight....Hazelnut spread on toast!! And enjoying this thing called "La Vie."
We also went to Roanoke today to visit with my husband's family. We started our trip with a little ray of sunshine: my husband's goddaughter and her family. Her parents are amazing and she is our little ray of Sunshine. Just like our Little Man, Sunshine means everything to us. She can bring a smile to our faces and I love watching her mother light up. I hope we don't stay too far from Sunshine for too long. I hope to see her more regularly.
We then had dinner with my in-law family. My sister-in-law and her husband recently revealed that the will be moving to Ohio and taking my two little nieces with them. As you can probably imagine, this is a hard hit to the family particularly so since they have lived in close proximity to the family unit for the majority of their marriage. Tonight definitely had its moments but it had its laughter, tears and pain.
More than likely, the most valuable thing I learned today, though, was on the way home. We were near our home and deep in conversation when suddenly, I see two deer start to move into the road. I slam on the brakes, my husband bracing himself for impending impact while I hope my brakes take. We stop just in time, only for me to turn and, in my state of anxiety, say some harsh words to my husband. After some moments of silence, I turned and very quietly apologized. I explained that although I knew he was startled by the moment that his explanations did not help me when I was trying to maintain a calm demeanor. But then again, why do I always have to be calm?
The ocean is always seen as the epitome of soothing and calm nature and disposition. But even the ocean can become rocky and unpleasant to see. While it does not need to define me, I can't continue to hide my emotions for the sake of those around me. Even the calm Laura has emotions outside of joy. I let a little of that lose on Friday at work (not outwardly lashing but by demeanor).
A few notes in closing: Little Man, we miss you immensely. I know you are really enjoying your time with the Doctor but you need to know that your daddy and stepmom really love and miss you. We hold an open door for you at all times in our home and our hearts. Please know we are always there for you.
Sunshine, you and your parents are welcomed friends and family to us. It was so lovely to see you all and I hope we get to see you again very soon.
In-Laws: Thank you for such a lovely evening. Though it may have been laden with some sadness and a knowing of what is to come in a few short weeks, it was still sweet to share the time we have together as we did.
My husband: You do more for me than you may ever realize and know. I love you with all my heart and can't wait to share each and every day with you...including tomorrow morning's walk
But as for tonight....Hazelnut spread on toast!! And enjoying this thing called "La Vie."
Saturday, January 25, 2014
So Much to Reach for....
Here I sit, on a Saturday night, my husband stretched out beside me. May seem like a low key Saturday night but that is exactly what I enjoy after the work week. Next week starts a 10 day week for me followed by a 4 day weekend. I am still on second shift. One can only imagine how weary I might become in time.
So, my lifestyle has come into reflection recently. I thought about how in my long mornings, I laze about not being productive but then I end up feeling bad about myself and not fulfilled. I am perpetuating my own issues. I realized I had yet to set some New Years Resolutions so even it is almost a month late, here we go:
1) Counting Calories/Lifestyle change-In my final two years of college, I lost a great amount of weight simply by counting calories and working out. As you probably can imagine, with my hectic schedule and odd hours, I have quickly fallen away from what I felt good about. So, time to be back on track! This means monitoring my meals and what I intake. But this is a two-fold process-
2) Working and Walking it Out-While I may not have access to a gym, I have a steep hill in my backyard and a few blocks I can walk. If I get up earlier than I have been, I need to bring myself to find the willpower to force myself from bed and walking. Of course, the dogs would be coming with me.
3) Creative focus-As you can probably judge from my past posts, I have a LOT of projects in the works. I am trying to start a business of sorts, I am in the process of writing a book etc, etc, etc. So I can't overwhelm myself thinking of everything at once. The remedy: one thing at a time. So focusing one a chapter each week and trying to capture all my ideas and then moving to the next one.
So that's pretty much it. Oh yeah, and not forgetting you out there in cyber space. I know I have gotten away from you all but one of my goals would include becoming consistent again with this blog. I hope everyone is having a great new year and may 2014 treat all of you well in this thing called, "La Vie."
So, my lifestyle has come into reflection recently. I thought about how in my long mornings, I laze about not being productive but then I end up feeling bad about myself and not fulfilled. I am perpetuating my own issues. I realized I had yet to set some New Years Resolutions so even it is almost a month late, here we go:
1) Counting Calories/Lifestyle change-In my final two years of college, I lost a great amount of weight simply by counting calories and working out. As you probably can imagine, with my hectic schedule and odd hours, I have quickly fallen away from what I felt good about. So, time to be back on track! This means monitoring my meals and what I intake. But this is a two-fold process-
2) Working and Walking it Out-While I may not have access to a gym, I have a steep hill in my backyard and a few blocks I can walk. If I get up earlier than I have been, I need to bring myself to find the willpower to force myself from bed and walking. Of course, the dogs would be coming with me.
3) Creative focus-As you can probably judge from my past posts, I have a LOT of projects in the works. I am trying to start a business of sorts, I am in the process of writing a book etc, etc, etc. So I can't overwhelm myself thinking of everything at once. The remedy: one thing at a time. So focusing one a chapter each week and trying to capture all my ideas and then moving to the next one.
So that's pretty much it. Oh yeah, and not forgetting you out there in cyber space. I know I have gotten away from you all but one of my goals would include becoming consistent again with this blog. I hope everyone is having a great new year and may 2014 treat all of you well in this thing called, "La Vie."
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Extra! Extra! Read all about it!
Well, here we are...some time later with a new last name (almost) and a new title (Mrs.).
How's married life.....great! :)
So our wedding was beautiful, our honeymoon idyllic. Now I get the honor and pleasure of being the matron of honor in my middle sister's wedding in a year. Oh how much fun it will be. But all these things caused me to pause and consider my path.
I love planning parties. I think it is so much fun to consider a decor and what can make someone's dreams come true. I also would love to get back into my art. I recently designed a frame for my sister's engagement present and it look amazing! (I will add a picture here----->)
Most importantly, I am settling into my role as a stepmom. Although we do not get the pleasure of my stepson's company at great measure, any time I get to spend with that young man is an absolute joy. I also think about the book I had started writing. I set that down for a while as well. Life take over, unfortunately and other joys in life get put in the back burner.
All good things come to an end but the end is never permanent. Everything is relative and able to be picked back up. My art, creativity and my life is just taking off. I am so lucky and fortunate to have amazing family and a great husband around to support me along the way.
I hope to be a better and more frequent visitor to my blog now. Sorry for the hiatus but we will get it back into shape :)
How's married life.....great! :)
So our wedding was beautiful, our honeymoon idyllic. Now I get the honor and pleasure of being the matron of honor in my middle sister's wedding in a year. Oh how much fun it will be. But all these things caused me to pause and consider my path.
I love planning parties. I think it is so much fun to consider a decor and what can make someone's dreams come true. I also would love to get back into my art. I recently designed a frame for my sister's engagement present and it look amazing! (I will add a picture here----->)
Most importantly, I am settling into my role as a stepmom. Although we do not get the pleasure of my stepson's company at great measure, any time I get to spend with that young man is an absolute joy. I also think about the book I had started writing. I set that down for a while as well. Life take over, unfortunately and other joys in life get put in the back burner.
All good things come to an end but the end is never permanent. Everything is relative and able to be picked back up. My art, creativity and my life is just taking off. I am so lucky and fortunate to have amazing family and a great husband around to support me along the way.
I hope to be a better and more frequent visitor to my blog now. Sorry for the hiatus but we will get it back into shape :)
Thursday, August 1, 2013
An Extended Vacation
...and when I say that, I don't mean from the everyday. I mean from this. I have been away for some time now. I apologize. Life has its ups and downs and lately, the downs keep coming from uphill. The wedding is well on its way, current to 65 days remaining (eek!). Work is going forward as work often does. But perhaps I am better to break these items down by type and discuss individually.
Wedding first. We have all our major vendors planned out and only need finalize certain elements. That is an excellent feeling. Not an excellent feeling? Feeling a struggle between you and your bridesmaids and your bridesmaids against each other. Someone not being able to afford a dress, a family making you feel guilty for wanting your vision and then they are able to afford it afterall. Your sisters wanting to give you what you want in celebration whereas your friend, a bridesmaid, fights for something polar opposite. All the while, the word "tradition" comes into play. That's not tradition, that's not done, traditionally....STOP! I am not a traditional woman. I will be wearing flats, not heels. My flower girl will be wearing a color, not white. The ring bearer will be wearing khakis and a shirt, not a tux. I will be straightening and request you straighten your hair to save time the morning of. Get it got it good! Our day, our way is pretty soon going to become my motto.
On top of all this, my fiance received a summons yesterday that we need to be in court the day we are scheduled to leave our honeymoon to come home. So, unless it is resolved and cancelled, we will be cutting our honeymoon short. But rest assure, his ex may try, but she won't destroy me.
I begin 12-hour shifts for a second time tomorrow. My coworker I am covering goes abroad for a week. I am exhausted. I don't have any energy. My stress level is through the roof and I never seem to relax. My tension is up, as I am sure my blood pressure is. Meanwhile in the thick of this, I am trying to determine my life path. Further my education but how and for what? What step to take?
There are glimmers of "hope" I guess you can say. My fiance and I are working to strengthen our relationship through this strife. We see it as an opportunity to increase our communication and our intimacy. I continue to write when inspired. Ironically, the book has outlines but the majority of chapters have not been completed so I might leave and edit them. I might need to reconsider my process. I need to purchase a dremel to continue on my jewelry making endeavor. I am also going to be making my bridesmaids gifts so I will work on those as well. Thank goodness a massage is coming in a few weeks and I might have a glimmer of hope as to making it through all this.
Wedding first. We have all our major vendors planned out and only need finalize certain elements. That is an excellent feeling. Not an excellent feeling? Feeling a struggle between you and your bridesmaids and your bridesmaids against each other. Someone not being able to afford a dress, a family making you feel guilty for wanting your vision and then they are able to afford it afterall. Your sisters wanting to give you what you want in celebration whereas your friend, a bridesmaid, fights for something polar opposite. All the while, the word "tradition" comes into play. That's not tradition, that's not done, traditionally....STOP! I am not a traditional woman. I will be wearing flats, not heels. My flower girl will be wearing a color, not white. The ring bearer will be wearing khakis and a shirt, not a tux. I will be straightening and request you straighten your hair to save time the morning of. Get it got it good! Our day, our way is pretty soon going to become my motto.
On top of all this, my fiance received a summons yesterday that we need to be in court the day we are scheduled to leave our honeymoon to come home. So, unless it is resolved and cancelled, we will be cutting our honeymoon short. But rest assure, his ex may try, but she won't destroy me.
I begin 12-hour shifts for a second time tomorrow. My coworker I am covering goes abroad for a week. I am exhausted. I don't have any energy. My stress level is through the roof and I never seem to relax. My tension is up, as I am sure my blood pressure is. Meanwhile in the thick of this, I am trying to determine my life path. Further my education but how and for what? What step to take?
There are glimmers of "hope" I guess you can say. My fiance and I are working to strengthen our relationship through this strife. We see it as an opportunity to increase our communication and our intimacy. I continue to write when inspired. Ironically, the book has outlines but the majority of chapters have not been completed so I might leave and edit them. I might need to reconsider my process. I need to purchase a dremel to continue on my jewelry making endeavor. I am also going to be making my bridesmaids gifts so I will work on those as well. Thank goodness a massage is coming in a few weeks and I might have a glimmer of hope as to making it through all this.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Like a Flip of a Coin
Yesterday, everyone at work got excited. It was announced that our center's definition of business casual was going to expand to include suchs items as jeans and shorts. Provided, of course, that they are appropriate. Everyone was a flutter. No more slacks and khakis alone, collared shirts, we can wear leggings and long enough shirts, yipee!
But something inside me told me there was more to this announcement.
My suspicions were confirmed today. Wednesdays I always work the late shift, allowing my colleague on a project with me time with her children. When I came in, she greets me with, "Did you hear? The whole center is going to a different schedule?"
As you can imagine, rumors were running rampant and taking over our day. People were worried for their jobs, trying to make a decision that I had no information about. Finally, near my lunch time, I was called in with the last group for the meeting. At the head of the table sat three women. They looked overall polite and I had seen them previously. Then the bombshell was dropped:
"We are not as competitive as we once were," one started, "and after reviewing the information, we have discovered that we are not using our employees to full potential." (In other words, we are wasting resources.)
And ultimatum was made. 10 volunteers needs to move to another department by the end of the day or else someone will volunteer some individuals to fill the remaining spaces. As it stands, 4 of those spaces have yet to be filled. My position will change as I will be taking on more work but I have been told I am needed for a project and they cannot lose any people.
I feel bad. The stress level is up. You get to wear your jeans but now you have to make a choice. If these positions are not filled by full-tme employees currently, then those have a choice. Just stressful and a down day...
But something inside me told me there was more to this announcement.
My suspicions were confirmed today. Wednesdays I always work the late shift, allowing my colleague on a project with me time with her children. When I came in, she greets me with, "Did you hear? The whole center is going to a different schedule?"
As you can imagine, rumors were running rampant and taking over our day. People were worried for their jobs, trying to make a decision that I had no information about. Finally, near my lunch time, I was called in with the last group for the meeting. At the head of the table sat three women. They looked overall polite and I had seen them previously. Then the bombshell was dropped:
"We are not as competitive as we once were," one started, "and after reviewing the information, we have discovered that we are not using our employees to full potential." (In other words, we are wasting resources.)
And ultimatum was made. 10 volunteers needs to move to another department by the end of the day or else someone will volunteer some individuals to fill the remaining spaces. As it stands, 4 of those spaces have yet to be filled. My position will change as I will be taking on more work but I have been told I am needed for a project and they cannot lose any people.
I feel bad. The stress level is up. You get to wear your jeans but now you have to make a choice. If these positions are not filled by full-tme employees currently, then those have a choice. Just stressful and a down day...
Thursday, June 13, 2013
As You Like It
In his play As You Like It, Shakespeare writes a monologue in which two lines are well-known by the world:
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players."
Today, this came to mind and I took the metaphor to heart. Day in and day out, I work with people in my peer group who become complacent in the roles they are in. Yet, they do nothing to propel themselves or change their destiny. For example, if you are not happy in your job, why are you not looking into how you can become happy or change positions?
I too was complacent at one point. I found it too difficult to work towards changing things that don't ever seem to stay changed. I finally decided to put my head down and accept the hardships as things not meant for me. I read a wonderful picture recently which referred to Abraham Lincoln. One of the most memorable presidents who had ran for political office repeatedly and failed every time until he was elected President of the United States.
We learn a lot through our failures. We learn what no to do, but more importantly, we learn to persevere. Today, I thought of a way to add on to the words of Mr. Shakespeare: In this case, our decisions are our props. Only good actors know how to effectively use them. We are all given choices in life. If we do not work to make choices that will benefit us or accept the bad decisions we have made, we cannot change our path.
Another short one but one does not need to be long winded to express a point. Embrace life, its successes and failures, its rights and wrongs. More importantly, remember to not give up on the journey because that's the most exciting part. Don't miss the ride or the destination won't mean as much.
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players."Today, this came to mind and I took the metaphor to heart. Day in and day out, I work with people in my peer group who become complacent in the roles they are in. Yet, they do nothing to propel themselves or change their destiny. For example, if you are not happy in your job, why are you not looking into how you can become happy or change positions?
I too was complacent at one point. I found it too difficult to work towards changing things that don't ever seem to stay changed. I finally decided to put my head down and accept the hardships as things not meant for me. I read a wonderful picture recently which referred to Abraham Lincoln. One of the most memorable presidents who had ran for political office repeatedly and failed every time until he was elected President of the United States.
We learn a lot through our failures. We learn what no to do, but more importantly, we learn to persevere. Today, I thought of a way to add on to the words of Mr. Shakespeare: In this case, our decisions are our props. Only good actors know how to effectively use them. We are all given choices in life. If we do not work to make choices that will benefit us or accept the bad decisions we have made, we cannot change our path.
Another short one but one does not need to be long winded to express a point. Embrace life, its successes and failures, its rights and wrongs. More importantly, remember to not give up on the journey because that's the most exciting part. Don't miss the ride or the destination won't mean as much.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Making Dreams Come True
We all are searching for something in life. Purpose, meaning, a realization of some sort. But what happens when that doesn't fall directly into your lap?
In my past posts, I have spoken of phrases like "Follow your bliss" or "Carpe Diem", creating your own destiny and path. This goes for all aspects in your life, including your need to find a purpose. I have always had a desire to create. I love writing, sewing, making jewelry, playing music, anything that is creative. I have always wanted to translate that into something to truly give me a sense of ownership and belonging. I feel as though, with the support of my fiancé, I finally have the opportunity to achieve this.
I have been writing this blog and you have been reading it. That fuels my desire to write. What's more is I am also penning a book of sorts from these posts as well. Inspirational, a little religious and all lessons learned. These two things fuel the fire created by my desire to read, write and be read.
I have also created a Facebook page for my crafts/jewelry. "Made by LJ" is something I have worked towards for a long time. Will I ever have a physical store front? Maybe not. But that's not how I measure my success. My success is measured by having people ask me to create things for them that they are willing to purchase. It is measured by compliments paid on the inventory I currently have and special requests. It means I am making something that people like.
So where does one go from here? Up. There is never an ending, only ever beginnings to a journey. I hope to never feel defeat in any of my ventures. I know if I ever do, my loving and amazing fiancé will be there to help me rediscover my passion and drive for what I make. If you have time, stop by my page and take a look at what I have created!
www.facebook.com/madebylj
Remember that life is too short to let it go by. You will some day look up and notice that you stared at the ground far too long. Seize what bit of sunlight you have and make the light eminent in your existence. And more importantly, support one another in endeavors.
In my past posts, I have spoken of phrases like "Follow your bliss" or "Carpe Diem", creating your own destiny and path. This goes for all aspects in your life, including your need to find a purpose. I have always had a desire to create. I love writing, sewing, making jewelry, playing music, anything that is creative. I have always wanted to translate that into something to truly give me a sense of ownership and belonging. I feel as though, with the support of my fiancé, I finally have the opportunity to achieve this.
I have been writing this blog and you have been reading it. That fuels my desire to write. What's more is I am also penning a book of sorts from these posts as well. Inspirational, a little religious and all lessons learned. These two things fuel the fire created by my desire to read, write and be read.
I have also created a Facebook page for my crafts/jewelry. "Made by LJ" is something I have worked towards for a long time. Will I ever have a physical store front? Maybe not. But that's not how I measure my success. My success is measured by having people ask me to create things for them that they are willing to purchase. It is measured by compliments paid on the inventory I currently have and special requests. It means I am making something that people like.
So where does one go from here? Up. There is never an ending, only ever beginnings to a journey. I hope to never feel defeat in any of my ventures. I know if I ever do, my loving and amazing fiancé will be there to help me rediscover my passion and drive for what I make. If you have time, stop by my page and take a look at what I have created!
www.facebook.com/madebylj
Remember that life is too short to let it go by. You will some day look up and notice that you stared at the ground far too long. Seize what bit of sunlight you have and make the light eminent in your existence. And more importantly, support one another in endeavors.
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Sorry for being away...
It has indeed been a long week and weekend. I know I have fallen by the wayside as far as my posts have been concerned, but I have been working hard. I have my regular job, which I go to every day to meet the specifications of my employer. I also have been trying to start a business to sell the jewelry and other hand-crafted items I make. I also have been working on the book I hope to create in conjunction with this blog.
Keep in touch and let me know what you want to hear! Are you interested in my jewelry? Perhaps in my book and what it will be about? Perhaps you want to hear more about my life, my experiences and what my fiance and I face every day in life.
Tell me!
I can't write what I don't know is wanted. I am going to try and be better and more consistent this week. It is more difficult when I work early days than late (as I am this week). This week, I can sit in front of my computer and write, cup of coffee in my hand.
I hope you all have a great week. Remember to enjoy this thing called "La Vie!"
Keep in touch and let me know what you want to hear! Are you interested in my jewelry? Perhaps in my book and what it will be about? Perhaps you want to hear more about my life, my experiences and what my fiance and I face every day in life.
Tell me!
I can't write what I don't know is wanted. I am going to try and be better and more consistent this week. It is more difficult when I work early days than late (as I am this week). This week, I can sit in front of my computer and write, cup of coffee in my hand.
I hope you all have a great week. Remember to enjoy this thing called "La Vie!"
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Vices Reversed
As human beings, we all face vices throughout our lives. These vices may change over time and may come to impact who we are as individuals. But to deny the presence of any vice is to deny a basic human nature. Vices are depicted as something negative upon a person. +Merriam-Webster defines "vice" in the 1c definition as, "a habitual and usually trivial defect of shortcoming." With this definition in mind, the term "vice" can be extended to even the most basic of bad habits.
In a previous post, I have shared that I had a vice of food. Food was how I made myself feel better, how I filled time when bored and other obstacles I had faced. Alas, I wish this was the only vice I have had to battle, but there is another. Happily, I am having great deal more success battling the latter. World: I was a nail bitter.
Growing up, I had all the excuses for biting my nails. I play violin and nails will get in the way of playing, or, When I go horse riding (which was rarely), the nails will hurt the horse, or, I can't stop. I actually successfully quit biting my nails for a month before I graduated from college. Unfortunately, those big papers hit along with a few all-nighters and all that success went by the wayside. A few weeks ago, I was presented with the opportunity to meet someone higher in the company. Upon this information, I immediately looked at my hands and a resolve was developed. I have not bitten my nails since.
Like any addiction (because I do believe both of these items qualify as an addiction for me), the risk of temptation is there and even more so given the nature of my vices. We all have to eat and my nails are always present on my body. It isn't like other addiction where I can cleanse myself of the temptation. I keep my nails painted because if they aren't, the temptation is there even more than normal.
What is your vice with which you battle? Perhaps you have not identified what you face everyday and that is perfectly normal. As in any addiction, the first step is admitting you have a problem. I have a problem with abusing the presence of food and biting my nails. Once you see the problem, know the problem, it is easier to work to solving the problem.
Ironically, I work on a smoking cessation chat line and help people with addiction everyday. I have picked up some suggestions that may help anyone, including myself:
-> Make a list of reasons to quit, goals once you quit and rewards along the way. Keep this close at hand for whenever you experience the need to feed your vice/addiction.
-> Find something to do to distract yourself from your craving. I still need to work on this one but if your vice requires your hands, keeping your hands busy distracts from the vice.
-> Remember that this is not solved in one leap. The battle of vice/addiction is fought day by day, not at the end of the journey. Wake up every morning with the resolve to fight this day for your health, your peace of mind and your future.
Just three things to think about. I am hopping offline so I might get ready for the day. I might do something to keep myself distracted. I hope you all have a wonderful day and enjoy a thing called, "La Vie."
In a previous post, I have shared that I had a vice of food. Food was how I made myself feel better, how I filled time when bored and other obstacles I had faced. Alas, I wish this was the only vice I have had to battle, but there is another. Happily, I am having great deal more success battling the latter. World: I was a nail bitter.
Growing up, I had all the excuses for biting my nails. I play violin and nails will get in the way of playing, or, When I go horse riding (which was rarely), the nails will hurt the horse, or, I can't stop. I actually successfully quit biting my nails for a month before I graduated from college. Unfortunately, those big papers hit along with a few all-nighters and all that success went by the wayside. A few weeks ago, I was presented with the opportunity to meet someone higher in the company. Upon this information, I immediately looked at my hands and a resolve was developed. I have not bitten my nails since.
Like any addiction (because I do believe both of these items qualify as an addiction for me), the risk of temptation is there and even more so given the nature of my vices. We all have to eat and my nails are always present on my body. It isn't like other addiction where I can cleanse myself of the temptation. I keep my nails painted because if they aren't, the temptation is there even more than normal.
What is your vice with which you battle? Perhaps you have not identified what you face everyday and that is perfectly normal. As in any addiction, the first step is admitting you have a problem. I have a problem with abusing the presence of food and biting my nails. Once you see the problem, know the problem, it is easier to work to solving the problem.
Ironically, I work on a smoking cessation chat line and help people with addiction everyday. I have picked up some suggestions that may help anyone, including myself:
-> Make a list of reasons to quit, goals once you quit and rewards along the way. Keep this close at hand for whenever you experience the need to feed your vice/addiction.
| No matter what it may be... |
-> Remember that this is not solved in one leap. The battle of vice/addiction is fought day by day, not at the end of the journey. Wake up every morning with the resolve to fight this day for your health, your peace of mind and your future.
Just three things to think about. I am hopping offline so I might get ready for the day. I might do something to keep myself distracted. I hope you all have a wonderful day and enjoy a thing called, "La Vie."
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Decision and more...
As life continues to propel us forward, we are bound to have to face decisions. These decisions can vary from person to person and be as vast as the ocean. One of the most vital decisions is how we lead our lives: Floater or Learner?I believe that these are two broad categories that we all fall into in some form or fashion. The Floater is a person who moves through life with ease, no real drive as things are handed to them or comes easily to them. Goals are attainable and obstacles are few. The individuals seemingly have little problems socially or academically. The Learner, however, is driven by their past experiences to continuously look to better themselves. These are people who constantly seem to face obstacles and have the need to renew the resolve in facing the world. These are people who seem overly ambitious and have that intellectual flame, a never quenchable thirst for knowledge.
You may be asking yourself, "I don't fall into either one. There are both very extreme categories." Now, now, don't get your feathers ruffled. You may not fall in one category or the other, but rather a combination of the two. That is a possibility as well. You may find, after further reflection, that you began in one category and then changed to another category. We are not static in life and we are constantly shifting and changing.
The reason I bring this up? Our decisions are ours alone. No matter what category you fall into, you are not bound to that by life. You can change your path if you so choose to seek that change. Only you have the power of your Life path in your hands.
Monday, June 3, 2013
We Remember...
Tonight, I am not going to speak long. I had a very long weekend and a difficult day. Why, you may ask? I found out today that someone passed away at work yesterday. She apparently seemed to have fallen asleep at her desk and no one was able to rouse her. By the time first responders had come to the scene, it was too late. She had gone from this world and into a better one. I only found out later in the day that it was a woman I had trained a few weeks ago. My heart breaks for her family. She was a young woman of only 33. I had spent a full afternoon with her and felt as though I knew her.
Life is too short to waste it on petty arguments or disruptive behavior. Stop destroying your health with vices. Embrace the time we have because, as in this situation, we just don't know how long we actually have on this earth. That's all I can really say for now. I am going to sit in meditation and try to be cheered by friends and family, thankful for each breath I am able to take.
Life is too short to waste it on petty arguments or disruptive behavior. Stop destroying your health with vices. Embrace the time we have because, as in this situation, we just don't know how long we actually have on this earth. That's all I can really say for now. I am going to sit in meditation and try to be cheered by friends and family, thankful for each breath I am able to take.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Abandoned by Society
As you may have gathered from previous posts, I work in the customer service sector. It can be a very trying job at times, but it works for those of us who genuinely want to help people and solve their problems. Yesterday, well at work, I came into contact with an individual that caused me to nearly cry. I received a call from a gentleman who was happy to talk. Come to learn over the course of the conversation, this gentleman was a disabled veteran with 100% service through the VA. He had been married several times previously and enjoyed funny things in life. And before we disconnected after an hour and a half, he told me to call him anytime, that he would talk my ear off. I came to realize that this is a man who is lonely, who has limited human contact, who wanted to call a utility company, knowing someone would answer and talk to him.
Speaking to him made me think about how lucky I really am. I am a young woman who is engaged to a wonderful man. I am able-bodied with no physical limitation other than one I put upon myself. Most of all, I have people around me to talk to, fulfilling a basic human need. It really made me feel badly for the gentleman on the phone. He clearly wanted someone to talk to. A previous agent had spoken with him and had complained the entire time about being on the phone for so long a time. I couldn't hang up on him because all I could think about was things I learned through my maternal grandmother.
I can't remember a time without my grandmother living with my family. I remember her apartment being built on to our home and vaguely remember when she formally moved in. I remember alternating nights and how dinner was arranged. One night, she would come down stairs and have dinner at our house, the next night with my grandmother at her house, three steps up. I remember talking her walking cane and pretending my sisters and I were performing. We would put on skits and plays, act out our days and what we had seen. I remember her laugh. One of the most memorable moments would have to be over Christmas. My mom had gotten some Christmas crackers that had whistles in them with music. We had so much fun trying to remember which whistle was ours...
I also remember watching my Nanna growing older. I recall the conversation that began to come up about how she needed help. Our busy schedule did not allow us to dedicate the time and care to her needs. Nanna was put into an assisted living facility and we visited her often. We took glamour shots with her (what great memories in those pictures) and went to dances. During those dances, my sisters and I would dance with anyone. It became obvious that some people there did not have family visit them, hadn't had family visit them for some time. Interacting with myself and my sisters, I could see a light inside them, the smiles shining radiantly from their faces.
Why do we walk away from our veterans, the disabled or the elderly? We can learn so much from all of them. Veterans hold information that could help prevent war and conflict in the future, as well as stories of brotherhood, camaraderie, and teamwork. The disabled, no matter the disability, can teach us how to live life without allowing obstacles to get in our way. The elderly can teach us about their lives, allowing us to learn from the mistakes of their generations, learn about our ancestors and just about what is important in life. Just because someone may seem to be a blemish on the world does not mean they are devoid of any merit. The people we abandon are most commonly those people we can learn the most from. Remember to take time to speak to those who want someone to listen. You can do a lot for someone just by lending an ear.
Speaking to him made me think about how lucky I really am. I am a young woman who is engaged to a wonderful man. I am able-bodied with no physical limitation other than one I put upon myself. Most of all, I have people around me to talk to, fulfilling a basic human need. It really made me feel badly for the gentleman on the phone. He clearly wanted someone to talk to. A previous agent had spoken with him and had complained the entire time about being on the phone for so long a time. I couldn't hang up on him because all I could think about was things I learned through my maternal grandmother.
I can't remember a time without my grandmother living with my family. I remember her apartment being built on to our home and vaguely remember when she formally moved in. I remember alternating nights and how dinner was arranged. One night, she would come down stairs and have dinner at our house, the next night with my grandmother at her house, three steps up. I remember talking her walking cane and pretending my sisters and I were performing. We would put on skits and plays, act out our days and what we had seen. I remember her laugh. One of the most memorable moments would have to be over Christmas. My mom had gotten some Christmas crackers that had whistles in them with music. We had so much fun trying to remember which whistle was ours...
I also remember watching my Nanna growing older. I recall the conversation that began to come up about how she needed help. Our busy schedule did not allow us to dedicate the time and care to her needs. Nanna was put into an assisted living facility and we visited her often. We took glamour shots with her (what great memories in those pictures) and went to dances. During those dances, my sisters and I would dance with anyone. It became obvious that some people there did not have family visit them, hadn't had family visit them for some time. Interacting with myself and my sisters, I could see a light inside them, the smiles shining radiantly from their faces.
Why do we walk away from our veterans, the disabled or the elderly? We can learn so much from all of them. Veterans hold information that could help prevent war and conflict in the future, as well as stories of brotherhood, camaraderie, and teamwork. The disabled, no matter the disability, can teach us how to live life without allowing obstacles to get in our way. The elderly can teach us about their lives, allowing us to learn from the mistakes of their generations, learn about our ancestors and just about what is important in life. Just because someone may seem to be a blemish on the world does not mean they are devoid of any merit. The people we abandon are most commonly those people we can learn the most from. Remember to take time to speak to those who want someone to listen. You can do a lot for someone just by lending an ear.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Ebb and Flow
When was the last time you were at the beach? We are coming into the summer months and I am certain this is something favorable on your minds to do this time of year. When you get to the beach, whenever that is, I want you to do something for me. Go to the beach at dawn. Yes, I know it's your vacation. Yes, I realize you may have spent all year getting up after dawn to go to work but trust me...
At dawn, very few people are out to spoil the sights. The sounds of the waves crashing echo singularly in your ears as the seagulls begin to stir. You may see fishing boats or even dolphins in that time. And to see the first light of day kiss the horizon and stretch to the white peaks of the waves is such a calming thing to witness. Also, watch the ebb and flow of the waves.
Tides are brought in by the moon, controlled by the moon. No matter where the tide is, however, ebb and flow is always constant. The same comparison can be drawn to life. No matter where your life is, no matter what stage, financial state or way you measure your life, the ebb and flow is constant. With that comes balance. With balance ultimately comes peace. Peace that can be found in a sunrise. Peace can may be lost when the next wave comes in but can easily be restored.
I struggled for peace internally sometimes. I fear I worry too much, stress too much. I have no control over where Life takes me sometimes and when I do have control, it is limited to how much I can influence. But...I am learning I have control in how to respond to these changes. Truth is, I can worry, fret, stress, cry and boo hoo until the cows come home! However, when my tears dry and my fit ceases, Life and its challenges are still there.
We can try to ignore them or we can cope and face them. We can try to run from it or we can embrace it. Life is like a poker game where someone has gone all-in and you have two choices: to fold or to match the bet. When Life hands you another challenge, will you go all-in and face it full force? Or will you fold and let Life take you where it wills, as a piece of driftwood on the ocean.
Whenever I was last at the beach, several years ago, I was able to see the sun rise. It took my breath away and, for even just a moment, I felt as though everything would be OK. I knew the sun would eventually set on a bad time in Life and rise on a good time. Well, World, the good time is here but that doesn't mean I shouldn't be prepared. Embrace Life, all it gives you and its challenges. It is that from which we draw our experiences and it is that from which we become who we are.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Deer and Fireflies
This week is my late week at work. I do not get home until ten at night daily, only to come home to a cooked dinner (or nearly cooked, depending on what's on the menu) and a couple of hours to ourselves before bed beckons to me. It is hard to enjoy what is around you that late when all you can think of is what you need to get done. The chores pile up as the day wears on.Last night, however, I was made aware of things I would otherwise ignore. I first passed by deer, two does to be specific. What is significant about this is the fact that I spend the majority of my drive dreading seeing deer. When I first moved to this area, I had hit a deer (see previous posting!) and had tried to avoid them like the plague. But what it took from me is the beauty and amazement that the deer bring to my life. Last night, these two does brought a little bit more peace and serenity into my life.
I pass a lot of fields on my drive, being in the countryside. When you pass something repeatedly, you begin to ignore what it is you are going by. Last night, I passed one such field, just prior to a well-lit area and my eye was immediately drawn to it. Lights were flashing in the flied but these were not any lights made by electricity. The field was filled with fireflies, shining in their lighting pattern to attract a mate, hoping to find their match. I found it difficult to take my eyes off of such a sight. I had never seen it before.
In these two examples, I had taken these simple things for granted or feared them, only to discover how much I was really missing. It made me wonder how much I pass by everyday and miss in my life. With all the wedding plans, one of the important things has to be photography. My fiance and I will be too busy to take pictures ourselves, to capture those moments before we see one another that day. So it was important when we spoke with our photographer to find someone who can capture those moments we want to cherish. The moment he sees me coming down the aisle, the secret glances we give one another, the candid moment that create beauty in a moment.Our photographer, Anthony V. Smith, has a photo journalistic style and this is what will give us what we desire from our wedding day. And we should take this approach towards life as well. Treat each moment as a secret glance from nature or something you can never recapture. Those moments in life pass so quickly that, as soon as they are over, we are wishing we had them back. I hope my fiance and I can get our friends' pictures and out photographer proofs and fall in love with the day anytime we view those moments together. In the meantime, our memories will serve as our cameras and our hearts will download the emotion.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Remembering Memorial Day
Today is Memorial Day for the United States, a day that many people are happy to celebrate. Often times, it is for the wrong reasons that they look forward to it, a day off to relax and have cook-outs. But the reasoning behind this day is more significant than that. Today is designated to remember and commemorate those men and women who had died while serving for our country. We had traditionally extended that to cover the entirety of our armed forces, with Veterans' Day being used to honor those who have served.I have a man in my family that did his duty to his country. Although he did not die during his service, the fact I could never have the opportunity to meet him saddens me. It is my maternal grandfather, Harold McKeon, who served during the Second World War. Passed away before I was a twinkle in my father's eye, my granddad was kept alive by the medals and awards my Nanna kept and the stories she told us. I remember coming home from school and running upstairs, eager to know something new. I would go to the bottom drawer of her dresser and see all the military honors my grandfather achieved and, one by one, take them out, asking my Nanna, "What was this for?"
I wish I had written the stories down. I wish I could remember everything that she told me. My Nanna has also passed away since I was a young girl, running up the three steps that separated our home from the apartment we built on for my grandmother to come live with us. She had by then moved into an assisted living facility, the highlight of my Sundays. And, although it hurt sometimes to see her advancing in age, I cherished every moment I had with her. While she wasn't able to physically see me graduate college and won't be able to physically attend my wedding, I know she is smiling down on me, my grandfather by her side, along with all my relatives that have gone before me.
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| My Nanna and Granddad on their wedding day. |
If you are in the United States and have today off, please enjoy it. But keep this in mind. When you go to a restaurant or to the grocery store today or simply going for a walk maybe in your hometown, be aware of those businesses that are still open. These are the people who are also sacrificing so you can better enjoy your day. When interacting with them, try to keep that in mind if they are not the cheeriest. Take it from someone who has had to work when everyone else has the day off: it is sometimes hard to be happy when it seems everyone else can relax. Enjoy today. If you are not celebrating Memorial Day, take a deep breath and celebrate what you can today: Life.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Creating Creative and Critical Thinking, a Struggle for All
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| Greensboro Batting Center facilities |
When we got back to my parents' house, we continued to play with him, my sisters and parents participating as well. The most beautiful thing is that the majority of the play occurred outside, without distraction from a television set or electronic materials. But as with everyone, there are always hiccups in perhaps behavior during so much stimulation. This did occur but I must say that the positive moments far outshone the negative.
It is a shame to think that some children in the world may not have the benefit of parents who want or are able to give them this kind of positive and creative interaction. As in previous posts, some parents work multiple jobs to try and support their family. When you are constantly working, you come home to find little time to spend with your family. Maybe those parents come home only to creep into their children's rooms and kiss them goodnight, hoping that they can have more time to foster the mind tomorrow. Tomorrow comes and goes and they find themselves with less time than before.
The saddest out of all these possibilities is a parent who does not even want to give a child any attention or positive interaction. These are sometimes the parents who maybe had a child young or maybe their relationship didn't work out. Perhaps the bills have piled up and the parent or parents do not see the time as important to spend with their child/children. This is an unfortunate reality in society. There are many children who go without that guidance that is so desperately needed in their life. This guidance creates the differentiation between what is positive and good in life in comparison to what is negative and bad. Without this guidance, children are left to their own devices to work this out and may decide the opposite of reality.
More often than not (and I have touched on this before), when we don't teach our children, we leave media to teach them for us. When we leave media on too long, the lessons only get distorted and misleading. Take for example video games. Instead of children go outside and running from each other and imagining something to run from, they are content to run on a computer screen. From this, the imagination is being starved and the body is being ignored. While watching television with my future stepson, it is disturbing to think how much television has changed. While there are some educational shows, a lot of the cartoons do not teach anything of value. For example, I have seen shows that seem to teach that finding an easy way out is a good way out.We want to teach our children, critical and creative thinking, problem solving and to use their imagination. If we do not help our children develop these skills, they can experience difficulty in their future. This is way both playing with others and learning to play by themselves is so important and vital. I am grateful that I have two sisters that I could play with growing up and develop games with. So do yourself a favor. If you have children, play with them or help them learn to play. Buy them items to craft with, develop dress up boxes (for boys too!), and play with your children, never forgetting to challenge them and yourself as well. Teach them to enjoy life as you have come to enjoy it!
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