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Life is full of great moments and I had one today. Some friends and I were talking about buying Christmas presents for our children and how overwhelming it could be. Then T said “Remember when all you really wanted for Christmas was a bike?”
Remember when everyone in the neighborhood had to have a bike. And if you didn’t have one, you were riding on the back or sitting on the handlebar. I remember getting my bike for Christmas. (and the hell of having my father try to teach me to ride it.)
But I learned and rode with my friends who had bikes. We would ride fast with the wind in our hair. We would pretend to be bus drivers or race car drivers. There was a hill where I lived so it was always a challenge to get down the hill and still be upright on your bike.
And then T said “Then everyone wanted roller-skates.”
And so did we. This was before helmets, knees pads and etc. I remember my sister and I in our bright new white skates with the cousins skated to the store. When we was almost at the store, this big dog jumped out barking. Baby we was like those Fred Flintstones feet. (Running as fast as we can but going nowhere.) (Although my sister did fall on broken glass and hurt herself) But we made it through.
T reminded us of the Walkman and that Boombox with a record button. You could put your cassette tape in and record yourself singing. Beautiful memories.
My pastor said we should give our kids memories, not more stuff. He was right. I have great memories, as jacked up as some of them are. I wouldn’t trade them. Go make memories.
The best thing we can share with one another is our stories. The Lord has written out each of our lives so that it flows perfectly with His plan. He made sure that we intersect in the right places with the right people. It is our own fault if we do not recognize them. These interactions give us juice to move on to the next stop.
The Lord has given me a wealth of family, friends and acquaintances. It is one of the things I love about Facebook. I can experience moments from their lives in a way I have not before. I have seen birthdays, weddings and vacations. One person is watching the Lion King on Broadway, while another is chasing water falls in the Appalachians. Watching people live everyday in spite of life inspires me. God knew that together we would build each other up, but He also knew we would console one another because their are also losses, frustrations and disappointments.
I love celebrating with my friends as they drop their kids off at college, some for the first time. I can’t wait to see the first day of school photos on Monday. I remember most of these kids from when they were babies.
I am inspired by the stories I see. I am also inspired by the ones I hear.
This week I got the opportunity to sit and talk with people. One of the best things I learned was a woman wanted a Sunday School class for women over 80. She started it and now they have regular attendance by women in that age range. Can you imagine the conversation in a room full of women over 80 years old? I have been blessed to have many older, wiser women in my life. Yet I have never had the opportunity to call on that type of wisdom.
This tells me that until you are dead, it is not too late to start anything.
Who inspires you?
Some days God will give you a work environment that is like family. Cherish those moments. I remember being a young woman running around the editorial floor, dodging Shankman, giggling with Lois and wonder “what the world?” about Bob. I was inspired by Serena’s art and got the biggest kick out of Annette. They encourage me in a way, no one has since. We talked, laughed and supported one another.
Even though the company is gone and regular contact doesn’t happen, it is so sweet to gather together with these folks. This year I went to the reunion. It was a blessing. I loved having all of my sisters together.
It was a good reminder that sometimes coworkers can be lifelong friends. It is not always true, which is what makes them special.
My work experience over the last ten years has been filled with hateful, mean spirited people that the Lord has used to sand my rough places. He taught me through these people that no weapon formed against me shall prosper. He gave me the reunions and good memories during the tough times, so that I could hold on to them and know they are coming back again. He wanted me to know that not everyone you work with is going to be your friend and encourage you.
If you are having a rough patch, hold on to the good memories. They are coming back. The Lord is very good at separating sheep and goats. Watch and wait.
In 25 days we will all meet around a tree or table or something and unwrap presents. When we buy these presents we will think of the people who we have encountered all year and their impact in our lives. The greatest gift was given more than 2000 years ago when God sent His son to earth in human form, in baby Jesus.
God has given me gifts all year. Over the next 25 days, I will share my bountiful year.
One of the best things that we had this year was a Sweet Sixteen party for Hope. It was more fun than any of us imagined it would be.
The food was outstanding thanks for First Family Catering. Woo Hoo!
the costumes were hilarious
and the people were amazing.
I have some of the best memories from this party.
Thanks God for the 16 year old, the great party, funny costumes, great food and wonderful people to share the moment with.