Dec 7 2009

Valleys

The past few weeks have felt like a valley. The kind you just have to walk through. I really wish the uphill climbs would return, because I need them. I need the exertion. The hopefulness. The promise that seeing the peak and knowing there’s an “other side” brings.

I feel like I’ve been in limbo for two weeks now, with this not-baby thing. It’s hard to trust God, with all of it. It’s hard not to cry. And it’s also hard to cry. So weird. I feel stuck in a state of “about to cry but I know I won’t really”. If only I could watch like, a really sad movie. That’d probably do it.

All of our bills are way beyond past due. Never known that to be stress free.

Our homeowners insurance got screwed up. (so mad about that. Local incompetent company.)

And today I bought groceries at walmart and when I got home, I realized I’d left one of the bags at the store. That never happens. And I hate when that happens. It costs more to go back to Destin to get it than it does to repurchase what was in that bag.

Griping aside, I KNOW there is hope. I don’t see it right this second, but I know it exists. It is there on Wednesday. And Monday. And next month, and next year. Which is next month. Never mind.

The step I’m on is ugly and dark. But the step ahead will be illuminated. I trust in Him with all my heart. And the next step, He directs.

And we did have one small victory today – Ella overcame her fear of playgrounds. Yay!


Oct 21 2009

First impressions

First impressions of people are almost always wrong.

Granted, some folks claim (and rightly so) to have good instincts about others, especially upon first meetings, but that could be chalked up to a number of things that don’t necessarily mean you’re first impression was correct.

That isn’t really my point though. I was thinking about how informative it would be if we knew what others first impressions of us were.

If, when I met someone, instead of them saying “Hi, my name is…nice to meet you” they said “Hi. You look like _______ type of person.” or “Hello, are you feeling very _______ right now?” based on their initial impression of me.

Or even 5 minutes after meeting someone new, and talking to them about normal chit-chatty stuff, what would they say about you that they’d learned in that 5 minutes?

I think we would learn A LOT about ourselves if we knew that information.

None of us are the sum of what we present in meeting someone for the first time. We’re on good behavior (usually) with polite greetings and nothing terribly deep shared. But the shallow surface things we share are still a part of us, and are a part of what that person sees upon meeting us. Sometimes it’s a “Nice day, isn’t it?” which tells you nothing about the person other than that they are enjoying the day, and are in an optimistic mood. Sometimes upon greeting, a joke is shared, which tells you that person appreciates a light-hearted encounter and also a little about either their interests or their particular brand of humor.  Sometimes they respond to a “how’s your day?” with “not to bad.” or “so-so.” which I find myself saying often enough, and it makes me wonder 1. am I just saying that cause I don’t want to commit to a good or bad day? and 2. does that person now think I’m a debbie downer?

I can think of a specific instance of this, a guy at the grocery store checkout always has this conversation with me:

“How was your weekend?”

“Not to bad.”

followed with either an “Oh?” (waiting for me to say “well, my daughter was sick” or “yeah, just doing chores, etc.”) OR he asks…”Do anything fun?”

And to the fun question, I almost always reply “not really.” without thinking about it, because who has time to inventory their weekend while typing in your debit PIN?

Except last time he asked me this, I actually paused and thought. Yes, I did do something fun. I had some REALLY GOOD PIZZA. So I told him that, and it turned into a conversation that lasted several minutes.

Because I actually thought about it that time. And it’s completely possible that he remembered me every time he asked me about my weekend before (although I doubt it), but now…he knows me because of the pizza conversation, and voila. I left a good “first” impression.

I really wish I could say I’ve left good first impressions with most people I meet daily. But I know that’s not true. And I wish I could hear what those actual first impressions are, because there is nothing like seeing yourself in a mirror for correcting yourself.

I have more thoughts on this, but it gets tangent-y so I guess I’ll end my thought here.

Do you remember your first impressions of me? (blood relations excepted.)  For educational purposes, I’d be interested in hearing them. And if I can recall my first meeting of you, I’d be happy to share what I thought of you.


Jun 18 2009

On a jet plane

I love hearing stories of interesting plane experiences.

I’ve had some interesting flights. There was the one where I was flanked on every side by nuns (in full habit) and sailors (in uniform.) I had to check and make sure Julie Hagerty wasn’t the flight attendant!

There was the one where the flight was empty and I got to stretch across five seats in the center isle and and get a solid 7 hours of sleep. I will remember that flight forever.

There is the most recent flight I took, sitting next to my sister, listening to the passenger behind us discuss her life in Dubai for three hours. If I thought I knew about the middle east before that, I thought wrong.

So what flight experiences stick out in your mind? Here is an open invitation: tell me about your most interesting plane ride ever. I’m all ears. I want to know.