Care Creates Contentment

Today I feel content and peaceful, and that is by design, not accident. I purposefully put aside my many lists and decided to improvise this weekend.

Yesterday, I went to my AquaFit class and destressed so much that the only thing I did for the remainder of the day was take a drive with my husband, read, and rest. Unproductive looking to some, but just what I needed.

Today has no agenda. So far I have paid a couple of bills, tackled some laundry (which I don’t hate doing – I find folding therapeutic), and read. The rest of the day will probably be much of the same – reading, writing, and listening to calming music. It is my little slice of heaven.

It could have been very different though if I created a long list and put huge expectations on myself for this weekend. It would have been easy to do. Don’t get me wrong; that happens often – just last weekend in fact. The point is if we don’t make/take time to care for ourselves who will? How will you find your peace and contentment this week?

A “Little” Gratitude

What are the top ten things you are grateful for that cost under $1.00?

I am not quite sure where I found this prompt, but I used it for my own journaling as well as with my 7th-graders. Here is my list in no particular order.

  • Tea bag: Black pekoe or herbal, each little sack of leaves leaves my taste buds wanting more. A cup of tea can perk me up in the morning or help me relax at the end of the day.
  • Grandchildren’s smiles: They can brighten up even the gloomiest day. I have been very blessed by having four of those smiles in my life.
  • Autumn leaves: They remind me that there is beauty in every season. Of course, this is my favorite season.
  • Sunrises: They remind me that God paints each new day with beautiful possibilities. Each day and each sunrise is a gift.
  • Pencil: It lets me scribe my thoughts and feelings and erase my mistakes. I prefer wooden pencils that I can sharpen to a sharp point.
  • Hugs: Hugs are reassuring and comforting. They make me feel loved.
  • Phone Call: Hearing from a friend or family member that I haven’t talked to in a while always makes me thankful to have that person in my life. I need to remember to be that person who reaches out.
  • Creativity: If it weren’t for the creatives in the world how dull life would be. I am especially thankful when I get a sudden burst of creativity.
  • Kindness: I have been the beneficiary of many kindnesses in my life – some large, some small – but each of them made me feel cared for and seen. I hope I have made someone else feel that way.
  • Library Book: What a gift to have a public library from which to borrow books. A book can take you to any place you want to go without leaving your couch.

I am sure I am leaving out other priceless things, but that’s what I have a notebook for. What would be on your “top ten” list?

Precious Moments

We never pass up the opportunity to spend time with our grandchildren. Now that they are getting older those times take on a different look. Take last night for instance. We spent the late afternoon and evening with our grandsons. In the past I would spend most of my time doing arts and crafts, building Legos, or watching dinosaur reenactments. Yesterday, I wasn’t sure if I should bring my “Mary Poppins Bag” (as my husband calls it) with my crafts supplies and various other activities along, but I did. I made sure I brought my tablet and Kindle Fire as well because that is usually something they ask for when I don’t bring them!

Much to my surprise neither boy asked for a tablet or device. We set up the craft supplies on the dining room table and started to discuss options. When the oldest, age 10, was called into the living room to help Pops, my husband, navigate the TV remote, he didn’t return until it was time to eat dinner. Instead he and Pops watched Dinners, Drive-ins, and Dives on the Food Network. I could hear Pops explaining what a “dive” was and P. asking Pops how he was enjoying his retirement (just two months now). I was a little sad that P. didn’t want to make crafts with N. (age 6) and Nona, but smiled at the more “grownup” conversations I could hear from the living room.

That sadness didn’t last long though because the crafting was going full steam in the dining room, and the question of was there enough glue on each piece of construction paper was serious business. N. made a leprechaun for himself and one for his big brother. He also made a scary pumpkin and a pipe cleaner spider even though Halloween is months away.

After dinner it was another screening of Finding Nemo complete with blankets, pillows, popcorn and M&M snacks. While we sat in complete darkness except for the light emanating from the TV screen, I couldn’t help to just take in the scene. These are the moments that bring me such joy, the moments that become priceless memories.

#SOL24

I am participating in the Slice of Life Story Challenge sponsored by twowritingteachers.org.

Saturday Studies

The first Saturday of the each month means a Continuity morning with teacher leaders of the West Chester Writing Project. While I may be a year or two from retirement, I try to never pass up an opportunity to learn something new. Today’s presentation on using AI in the classroom was given by one of the newest WCWP teacher leaders who went through the Summer Institute in 2023.

When it comes to AI, I feel like less than a newbie, but I am excited to explore the many resources provided to us today. I think for now I will be using it as a teacher tool until I get more familiar with its many functions. Who am I kidding? It may take me until retirement to get comfortable using AI at all! Yet that’s not the point.

It doesn’t matter when or how I use the information I learn each month. What matters is that I never lose the passion for learning or the will to keep growing no matter where I am on my life’s continuum.
Happy learning!

On the Threshold

There is a Chinese proverb that states, “The hardest step is over the threshold.” Today we stand on the threshold of a new year.  For some, it is a time for celebration and optimism, for others a time of deep reflection and maybe some regret.  We have a choice. 

Today I choose to be reflective but without regret – giving myself grace and letting the last day of 2023 fall easy. I am going to list all of the wonderful experiences of the past twelve months – large and small. It is too easy to get wrapped up in the should haves, could haves, and what ifs. Instead, let’s focus on what was.

Did 2023 present me with challenges?  You betcha!  Did some of them knock me down? Maybe to my knees but never to the ground. My circle of family and friends picked me up when I couldn’t quite gather the strength, and I reciprocated whenever and however I was able. 

As we get ready to step into 2024, what is it that you want more of in your life?  What are you looking forward to? What lessons from 2023 are you bringing with you?  

Whatever your answers are, I wish you good health and much happiness in 2024.  May you keep building the life you were meant to live.  Happy New Year!

Oops!

I sat in the recliner after dinner to watch just 30 minutes of TV before going upstairs to write. It was 7:00, and the whole evening was ahead of me.

Here I am at 11:00 just opening my eyes and writing my post. Oops…an unexpected nap before bed.

Some people would now have a sleepless night, but not me. I am going up to bed and will be asleep before my head hits the pillow. 🥱😴😂

Self

Where am I on my life’s journey? How do I want to spend whatever time I have left on this planet? Who am I really? In my current season of life (autumn, I hope – not winter), I have been spending time looking back at where I began, the stops along the way, and how far I have come.

As I journey down this path I set out on at birth, I realize I have come to a section where I feel a little wiser. I am less hungry for the “things” of this world and more hungry for the meaning of my last 64 years. How did I get here after so many twists and turns, shortcuts, and detours? What lessons have I learned along the way? The sojourners who came before me – family, friends, neighbors, co-workers, and acquaintances left pieces of themselves for me to discover and learn from – contributing to the woman I am today.

The Cambridge Dictionary defines self as: “the set of someone’s characteristics, such as personality and ability, that are not physical and make that person different from other people.”

I have played so many roles in this drama called life. They include daughter, sister, student, friend, wife, teacher, mother, and colleague – just to name a few. Each of these roles tapped into different characteristics of my “self.” In some way, each of these roles shaped me. Part of me is still searching for my “self.”

The name flashes before me –
my name.
But who is this being?
The flashing continues.
With each blink a new name –
Wife
Mother
Nona
Sister
Teacher
Friend
Colleague

All of these titles,
yet one eludes me –

SELF

Who am I
at my core
when stripped of
my monikers?

Who?

#SOL23

Through the Fog

Winter and Spring have been having a tug-of-war lately here in Southeastern Pennsylvania. While no clear winner has emerged we do have a recurring by-product: FOG.

Setting out for school on a foggy morning requires me to be much more vigilant than normal for oncoming cars and kids on the corner at bus stops.

When there is a thick fog with poor visibility, I am forced to see only what is right in front of me instead of looking too far ahead.

This past week I noticed a few things that I probably would have missed on a sunny day. First, there was my sighting of my first Robin Redbreast. The heralder of spring was perched on my neighbor’s mailbox post just daring me to take its picture. So I did! Just a couple of minutes later, a fox darted across the road in front of me. No time to get my phone out for a snapshot.

Today was again a foggy morning, and I was paying close attention to what I could see, or so I thought. I must have let my mind wander for just a bit when out of the corner of my eye I saw a deer on the side of the road. I don’t know who scared who first, but I gasped out loud and moved my foot to the brake pedal, and the deer stopped in its tracks, took a look at me, and darted off in the opposite direction. Whew!

My takeaway from these foggy mornings is to focus on the now, prepare for what might arise, but keep it at the proper distance until it requires your attention. Last but not least – keep your head in the game at all times.

#SOL23

My Happy Season

As a young girl, I memorized the words to this poem and use to recite it when neighbors requested a “trick” on Halloween. (Back in the “old days” that was a thing.) The first stanza has stayed with me for many years.

Autumn is my happy season. I can never get enough of the colors of the changing leaves. They lift my heart and soul. It is like they are reimagining what they can be. Yes, they can be brittle and cracked, but they blanket the earth like Grandma’s beautiful patchwork quilt. Autumn has a beauty all its own.

Autumn has taken on new meaning lately. Being in my sixth decade of life, I tend to believe I am in the autumn of my life – at least I hope it is still autumn! I am beginning to reimagine what life can/will be when I retire from teaching in a few years – thinking about what I’d like to do. What will Act II of my life consist of?

Like the changing leaves, my hair color is changing. The gray that use to just be near my ears is weaving its way through my sandy brown hair, and I am OK with it. No hair dye for me. I’ve earned each and every one of those grays. Like the changing leaves, aging can be beautiful especially since it is a gift not afforded to everyone.

Nature teaches us that autumn is a season for letting go, so that’s what I am trying to work on this year – letting go.

  • of expectations
  • of being critical of myself
  • of “things” I have collected over the years
  • of worrying about things that are out of my control
  • of doing things I don’t want to do just because someone thinks “I should”
  • of situations that don’t add joy to my life

What is your happy season? Nature has so many lessons to teach us if only we would be attentive students.