changes

reflection and change

As you all know – I took a break from writing, blogging, and twitter.  I’d stop by occasionally but for the most part – I didn’t bother.  I can’t say that about Instagram.  While I might not have posted too often, I would visit daily and I found a lot of beauty on my feed.  I loved that.  

I turned fifty in 2017.  It wasn’t traumatic.  It was in many ways, just another birthday.  But for a person who has a goal of being a centenarian, fifty is a possible midway point.   And that was cause for reflection.

My life has been blessed.  Oh, I’ve suffered my share of bumps and bruises along the way but the good has outweighed the bad.  That is something for which to be grateful.

Changes, however, needed to happen.

I embraced a more minimalist approach to life.  Don’t get me wrong – I still like my stuff – but it’s amazing how much you can part with.  There’s less clutter in my closets.  There’s more room in my cabinets.  After all, most of the time stuff is just stuff.  

My health has become more important.  Getting up thirty minutes earlier to exercise isn’t the sacrifice I thought it would be.  It’s more of a gift to myself.  It’s me telling myself that I am worth the effort.

I took photography classes at the local community college.  

I decided to start writing in my journal again.  Journaling has never lasted because quite honestly, I’d get bored with the whole “my day was”…   This time I invested in a book of weekly prompts.  It’s helping! 

I knew that writing would again be in my future so I carried my laptop in to be serviced.  I had saved the two stories I was working on along with a ton of pictures I’d taken to a thumb drive.  I told the computer tech to wipe my computer.    A couple of days later, I was up and running.

The time came.  I felt like I was ready, that the fountain within had started trickling once more.  I inserted my thumb drive and nothing.  I tried another – no books – no pictures.  And a third thumb drive revealed the same.

Frustrating – yes.  That’s a lot of work gone.

The end of the world – nope. 

I’m not sure what happened.  Did I misplace the thumb drive or did something go wrong when I saved?  I just don’t know.  Fortunately, I had printed off most of one story so over the next few weeks, I’ll be retyping and making some much-needed changes as I go.

I guess that’s life – It doesn’t always go the way we plan and that’s okay.  It’s still good!

Here’s wishing you a wonderful week!

-Deb

 

 

 

 

 

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Hello! It’s Me Again!

 

 

I haven’t been on social media much over the past year.  Outside of sharing images on Instagram, I’ve pretty much avoided the whole scene.  I grew tired of all the nastiness that seemed to pop up everywhere.  I couldn’t get past how vicious some people could be.  The trolls were making me lose my faith in humanity.  So – I stepped back.  I took a much-needed break and I refocused my energies.

Volunteering with the homeless shelter reminded me of all my blessings.

Seeing my husband retire from his job as a law enforcement officer filled me with gratitude.  After years of calls – he came home.  Safely.

Photography classes reminded me that the world is beautiful – as are most people.

After being stuck in an office all week, I treasure the time I have outdoors.  This weekend the weather was perfect for getting out the camera and having a little shutter time.

One of my favorite places to visit is the New Hanover Arboretum.   I find it so relaxing. The flowers, the water feature, the animals – they all work together to take visitors to another place far away from troubles and worries – to a place where imagination rules and happiness abounds.arboretum 1

Here’s wishing you a wonderful day!  May happiness find you!

-Deb

Note:  I wasn’t the recipient of the nastiness – just an observor who felt heartsick at what I witnessed.

 

 

CHANGES – NOTHING & EVERYTHING

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Each day, we gathered around my second grade teacher as she read to us.  She introduced me to C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe and my life was never the same. Reading, writing – the love of the written word – it all goes back to her.  Thank you Mrs. Hardison!

-Deb