As I was relaxing here at home on this Wednesday evening, an odd time for me to be home because usually I would be at church but on this day there was a water pipe break at our church and we were unable to attend, gotta love weather!…………….so I was watching the local news and there was a human interest piece on a blog which caught my eye ……. http://oneword365.com/
An interesting concept…..One word to focus on, one word to guide us through our day…lives. What would be the One word to set the tone for our future, there are so many avenues to go down, so many choices of words.
It didn’t take me long, my word jumped out of my mouth for no one to hear except my faithful Buddy ….the dawg. He wasn’t particularly impressed. I think if I had said “treat” or “outside” he may have opened one eye but he barely even stirred.
FREEDOM……..that is my word and it is an all encompassing word for nearly every aspect of my life. That is my word for year_twenty fourteen. It is a good word, sturdy and strong, it will take me where I want and need to be. It is the word for the American dream, the word for Braveheart(movie), the word that is highly personal yet fully broad in its length and breath. It is universal.
This is a good blog to read, I would encourage anyone to pick a word, join a tribe, take back your life. We only have one option to quote a classic film, Shawshank Redemption…”get busy living or get busy dying.” Words to get you through the day..
Nothin’ better than sittin’ on the front porch watching three of your grown kids throwin’ a frisbee! These lazy peaceful Sundays are what make the other dreary days survivable… Even lessens stress and reminds you that the most simple of times are still the best.
These days when the sun isn’t so hot and the trees are budding leaves; birds are chirpin’ and our lil’ black…..thinks he’s a rotweiller! Dawg trips over his tongue from all the running. I have never seen a dog more interested in the chase than this one and would rather die than get a drink of water.
I am loving’ this tiny moment in time, it is what keeps a family strong. I will never be more thankful than to see my kids be best friends. They have learned the hard way that the four of them are the most trusted compadres and even when they are sworn enemies for the moment( usually boys against girl!)they would defend one another with the fierceness of warriors.
Of course this is usually when in opposition to us…the parents. Not much ever changes in the family dynamic which these days makes me even more thankful for my little piece of the pie. I am the luckiest momma in the world and I know it!
My prayer is they will always love/hate each other more than anyone else and remember no other people know what they all know collectively, the battles fought and the hearts broken; secrets kept as well as lives saved. Siblings are a unique group and it is still odd the differences in them even though the experiences were nearly the same. Ah birth order, you are a fickle fate!
But on this lazy afternoon of Scrabble, Sorry(a game of many screams and defeat!) and now frisbee, life couldn’t get much sweeter!