Tuesday, September 25, 2012

soLs: a little inspiration


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inspire |inˈspīr|verb [ trans. ]fill (someone) with the urge or ability to do or feel something, esp. to do something creative :           [ trans. his passion for romantic literature inspired him to begin writing [as adj. ( inspiring) so far, the scenery is not very inspiring. See note at encourage .
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I love finding inspiration. And sometimes inspiration finds me.  It is all around us, yet we have to be ready and available to see it. To feel it. To be it.

There are so many mothers, teachers, writers, readers that inspire.

Each day I look for the joy of motherhood as I read Rachel Martin's words on her finding joy blog.  She continually reminds me that motherhood is hard, but there are so many joys to notice in each day.  All gifts from God.  (My "parenting" pinterest board is filled with many of Rachel's posts.  Such an inspiration.)

I'm borrowing a little writing inspiration from her today.


today: a deep-breath-kind-of-day, hoping my little ones stay healthy and happy
want to be: the best i can possibly be for myself and for anyone that I'm some how, some way connected to (yes, that includes you)
blessings: overflowing in my life - family, teaching, health, all the while growing closer to Christ and noticing more and more blessings
thinking: i'll never get caught up on my to-do list, but i've accepted that defeat
planning: what tomorrow brings if a fever returns and a get-away in the near future
writing: snippets here and snippets there
loving: my husband and my two angels and a dark chocolate treat that can make it all better (at least for the moment)
grateful: for the reminder that God is on my side through all seasons of life
today {again}: thankful for another day to be inspired



Tuesday, September 18, 2012

soLs: a new phase of life


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I think we are living it.

It's here.  Now.  

The times of struggle.

A tug-of-war between independence and control.

Resulting in constant frustration from both sides.

But so many stories to share

Testing, pushing, trying just one more time

To see what the response will be.

Slices of life to savor-- 

Even through gritted-teeth,

Holding back laughter

Or tears.

Those moments categorized by an age.

I think we're living the "terrible twos" 

Times two.



Tuesday, September 11, 2012

soLs: september 11th

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September 11th.

A day many of us will never forget.

It was a beautiful morning.  Bright blue sky without a cloud in sight.  I was driving to school to teach my little second graders, only my second year of teaching.  As I drove through the forest preserve with the radio on, the funny radio personalities mentioned in a somewhat serious tone that an airplane had hit one of the Twin Towers in NYC.

In my mind, a small airplane. 

But it wasn't. It was much, much bigger.

Bigger than any of us ever expected.

TVs were blaring in every classroom.  The sights just unimaginable.  Horrific.  Unbelievable.  A staff meeting was called.  We were told what to say, which was really what not to say.  No one really knew what was going on.  Then the bell rang.  And twenty eight year olds were making their way into our classroom.  

Some knew.  Some didn't.  No one understood.

A day many of us will never forget.

September 11th.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

soLs: balAnce

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Well, it seems that last week's episode (access denied) was just a glitch.  All is in working order!  Phew!  It wouldn't have been the end of the world, but just a little bump in the road.

Life always throws little bumps in the road.  They say that's what makes us stronger.

The start of the school year has brought many little bumps.  I'm still trying to figure out the new schedule -- or shall I say, I'm trying to figure out how to do everything I was able to do over the summer now with school in session.  It's not working.

I have stacks of books waiting to be read.

I haven't browsed my Twitter feed or tweeted in weeks.

I'm thinking less about writing and blogging, and my notebook has scarce scribbles.

I understand that I should let some things go, but I can't.  

I'm busy (okay, addicted) to checking my Pinterest updates.

I'm dedicated to reading those blog posts that continue to inspire.


I'm still trying to work into a consistent exercise routine.
  
It is quite a balancing act.  Trying to do it all and then some.  My first priority are my daughters.  Their time always comes first.  Therefore, my time is in the early morning (rarely), during the girls' nap time (sometimes), or usually after hours when the girls are in bed, chores are almost complete (dryer still rumbling), and my tired hubby is dozing on the couch (almost always).

I've accepted that those little bumps in the road will always be there.  My goal is to learn to navigate them as best as I can while still moving forward.  The "things" of most importance will be completed first and all the extra fluff that makes life interesting, well, if it doesn't get done . . . it's not the end of the world.   Life goes on.