Aug 17
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The sun doesn’t rise instantaneously; it comes up little by little by little.
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I think the key for us is to learn to trust the little by little.
– Matt Ham
Bowtie Friday with Matt Ham (video)
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Jul 3
My parents are moving today. And I’m kinda sad about it. I don’t like the idea of other people living in their house. It feels upsetting and wrong.
Which is weird, because I haven’t lived with them for over 20 years. And they’ve only had this house about 3 years.
So what’s that all about, I wonder?
Maybe I just like the house. It’s smallish and comfortable. I feel peaceful there. I’ve enjoyed the times I spent there.
My parents are moving on to bigger and better, and I’m sure the new house is really great. But all I keep thinking is I’ll never stand in that backyard again, I’ll never sit on that porch again, I’ll never sleep in that room again…
I’ll never again look on that one small piece of the world.
As I’m writing this, I’m realizing the truth that this is about me and not the house.
I have an uneasy relationship with change. Occasionally I have embraced it, but mostly I just keep a nice safe distance.
But for three years I’ve been trying to close that gap. With little success.
Finally I’m making some strides. Finally I’m, if not embracing change, at least giving it a side hug.
Instead of saying, “this is what I want and here is how I can get it,” I’m forcing a change in my thought and behavior vocabulary.
“This is what I want and here is how I will get it.”
It’s not easy.
Because that “will” is a mighty filled-up word. Inside those four little letters is sacrifice and sweat, pain, deprivation, commitment, persistence, self-control…lots of hard, hard things.
I am moving on to bigger and better places in my life. And yet some part of me is melancholy, and a little scared about what changes I’m moving on to.
And lamenting the loss of this small and comfortable existence I already know so well.
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Jun 29
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A new day means another chance. Another chance to take the next right step. If I’m being honest, I’ve lived too much of life focusing on the problems at hand, too scared or too full of self-pity to simply do the next right thing. Dreams aren’t realized in a day.
– Jeff R
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May 4
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And I’m learning to let go of my expectations. I can’t make anyone be what I want them to be, shape them into someone, or something, else. I can only take what is, and work with that.
– Chad Jones
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I'm a writer and photographer, sometime poet and philosopher, who is figuring out who she was meant to be.
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