Life is full of unexpected blows. The only way to minimize them (you'll never completely rid yourself) is to restrict your life. Restrict your heart. I refuse to do that. I'm "sunny" enough in my approach to life to truly believe that some blows really are accidental. I'm also realistic enough to accept that some are deliberate, even orchestrated.
Phone ringin’. Baby screamin’. Dog barkin’ at the mailman bringing that stack of bills, overdue. Good mornin’ baby, How are you?
I witnessed true love in its purest form today. I'm not sure if I can even find the right words to describe the depth of emotion I saw exchanged and felt myself. I've never been to a wedding where such love was so crystal clear. The emotion of it all overpowered me, inspired me and cleansed me.
For as long as I can remember, I've loved the outdoors. My mother instilled this in me: noticing new buds on the flower bushes, bird nests, the smell of fresh-cut grass. Having a love of nature goes hand in hand with being an active person. Starting in my teen years, I have lived a healthy life of eating well and strengthening my body.
For as long as I can remember, I've loved the outdoors. My mother instilled this in me: noticing new buds on the flower bushes, bird nests, the smell of fresh-cut grass. Having a love of nature goes hand in hand with being an active person. Starting in my teen years I have lived a healthy life of eating well and strengthening my body. I intentionally avoided the use of the word "exercise," because that holds negative connotations for many people. For me personally, body work and healthy eating are not just for weight management. It's more about being centered and strong - physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually.
The other day, I stopped by a local pet supply store to pick up a few things for our dogs. As I zoomed through the aisles on my lunch break from work, something caught my eye. I stopped in my tracks and took a few steps backwards. “Are those Wolfhounds?” I asked the elderly woman holding the handles of two leashes attached to the gargantuan dogs. “Yes, they are. Scottish Wolfhounds,” she replied pleasantly with a thick Scottish accent. The dogs were truly magnificent.
I was taking our trash down to the curb last evening when our neighbor, Butch, drove by. He stopped, rolled down the window and said, "Hey, little girl!" like he always does when he sees me. "Hi Butch! How are you?" I replied. He paused. "Ok, all things considered......"
The morning started like any other- up at 5 a.m., out the door by 5:30 to take my daughter, Channing, to basketball practice. Back home shortly later, my husband Steve and I proceeded to get ready for work when my phone rang at 6:45. It was Channing's number, but her coach was on the line: "Channing fell. Her patella (knee cap) is completely out. Should we call an ambulance?"
I recently spent the day at the 911 Bell County Call Center, as I am going to start doing their psychological clearances. I wanted to gain a better understanding of what makes a good dispatcher, and honestly, I went in with some preconceived notions that turned out to be terribly wrong. I had met with the heads of the facility the week before, and was informed that most of the workers only had a high school education. I therefore incorrectly assumed that they would not be very smart. I actually dreaded having to spend any amount of time talking to people that I assumed would be so much less intelligent than myself. How arrogant of me.