Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Joyful Stranger

Well hello. It has certainly been a while! About 3 months! Why the absence? Well, it could be the new job, the wonderful companionship of my husband with a new job as well, the endless piles of laundry that STILL never seem to get done, the baby shopping I've been doing for my new nephew or my unborn neice due anyday, or the fluffy cloud of bliss I've been floating on for a few months not having gps. I'll let you choose.

Yes, it's true. Life has been good. Not perfect, but good. My feasible fairytale was bound to contain a FEW high points among the sea of comedic lows. And so it has. Normally I would approach this seemingly perfect period with my regular adorable pessimism waiting for it to end - but not this time. Cliche as it may sound, we've taken a different course of action. Rather than tiptoeing on happiness, waiting to trip over a terrible 'never saw that coming' circumstance - I've chosen to march onward valliantly, knowing that IF that 'never saw that coming' circumstance crops up, I DID experience bliss for a while, and bliss is allowed second helpings. Sure, crud happens, but so does blessing! Why live life waiting for the crud instead of enjoying the blessing?! Now I know, easy to say on THIS side, right? Well, that's why I'm writing it - you silly people think I just write for you? (...I do, don't listen to me) I know myself all to well, and reverting to my REALISTIC outlook is pretty much inevitable. BUUUUT, if I have record of knowing joy comes sometimes too, I'll have no choice but to push through the crud life finds itself in and wait for the blessing to come creeping out (to which I will throw it a party, buy it a pony, and never let it go).

So this joyful stranger just wanted to check in and say "Nanner Nanner, I'm happy,*sticks out tongue*" and testify to the power of the paradigm shift. Change your thinking, wait for good,  understand that good is really God's way of rewarding you for being strong through the crud, and never take it for granted. Thus sayith me.

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