I will be the first to admit that I am not easily motivated to do things that are not easy, comfortable or enjoyable for me. And I am not naturally very self-disciplined. I need outside deadlines and accountability to really stay on task over the long haul. The new year has been a good time for me to renew my motivation and to set goals for action, but what will keep my motivated to follow through on these goals? I hope that having come up with my “why” for all my goals will be what keeps me coming back over…
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Thinking about “needs” today, I was struck by how many things I think I need on a daily, or at least a regular basis: I need quiet. I need personal space. I need my morning tea. I need to write. I need to read. I need to create. I need to connect with my husband. I need to connect with my kids. I need time outside in nature. I need water. I need wholesome food. I need to feel understood. I need prayer. I need a plan. I need a to-do list. I need sleep. I need structure. I need…
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Have you ever stopped to think about the growth of a tree? Through bitter cold, blistering heat, blustery wind, beating rain, and blazing sun. Through good years of plenteous rains and lean years of drought. From tiny and tender seedling, to soft and supple sapling, to young and vigorous greenwood, to old and sturdy hardwood. A tree withstands so much. Though its bark and wood may show scars from wounds or disease, with its roots running deep and branches ever reaching toward the sun, a strong tree can heal and thrive. Its branches spread. Its leaves give shade. It brings…
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Another very late posting of a #Write31Days assignment. Even though I wrote it a few days ago, I still wanted to post this one and let y’all know I am still trying to keep up! My husband had last week off work, so I sort of took the week off from my normal routine, as well, and we had some good family time. But I didn’t do much writing as a result! Here’s to a new week and new possibilities! “I can’t!” he wailed as his bike rolled to a stop, then drifted slowly back downhill into the waiting bumper—my…
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I never knew I had control issues until I became a parent. Up until that point, I had a pretty tight hold on my schedule and daily routines…when I slept and for how long, when I ate and what I did on the weekends. I was in control of the little details on my life, or so I thought. I planned out my days for smooth sailing, and other than little speed bumps in marriage or finances, things were pretty peaceful. Enter those predictably unpredictable, dependent and demanding creatures better known as children…and not just any children, but infants! Infants…