Good morning to everyone. Grace and Peace be with you.
Memory: The faculty by which one ‘remembers’ something.
Memory is considered a noun: a person, place, or thing. Therefore, it can be more than one. Due to our interesting language rules, more than one memory is memor(ies).
I know. An English lesson this early in the morning is not nice. I apologize. However, believe it or not … I have a reason.
As I sit here early before the sun even decides to think about cresting the horizon, I am flooded with images of this past month. My memory of memories is quite the storybook inside my mind. Though there are memories that were not so good, I can see the good in them; however, 98 percent of the memories were above fantastic.
Last night in particular, a mass encounter of humongous time-stamped memories was made with the middle child of my littles. She likes/loves me, but she is like me in that it has to be the right time and place to encounter such times. The memories that we made last night … well, let's just say … I won't be forgetting them any time soon. She even told her mom that she had fun with me.
This trip for them has not been as exciting or fun-filled as previous vacations, for a number of reasons. Primarily, my mind has been focused on more adult items. I was able to pull out some instances where my inner child came out (muddy puddles) to make some memories, but nothing like I have done in the past. They are leaving in two days; last night, my inner goofball came out to play. Laughter rang throughout the house. Then, as fate would have it, right before bed, we inherited a stray kitten. This kitten is not resting in my All Things Not Garage shed with a can of tuna and a bowl of water. At ten at night, my daughter found it a home. Haha.
Reflecting over the last month, I can see several memories made on this trip. Several exciting and laugh-filled memories. Several moments of pure love. Not because I showered them with gifts or trinkets, but because I was me and they love my time. It may not have been the most exciting visit, but I am sure that we made it a memorable one.
AS you reflect on your last month, though you may not have had visitors all month, what kind of memories did you make? Did you make the ones where you are always angry at the world? Did you make poor choices and are self-reflecting? OR … Did you make lasting memories of smiles, love, and laughter? A final choice … was your month a combination of all the above?
The memories we make are because of the choices we make. We choose to be an adult all the time and allow the world to dictate our mood because of adult things we must face … or … we cast our burdens to Him and choose to live as a child-filled soul who lives a lighter life while watching Him handle the hard stuff. For me, I am still the circus act of balancing all this … however, I would like to believe that I am leaning more towards the child side … the adult side gives me a headache.
Today, as you are enjoying your day off, think about the last month and what kind of memories you made. Look at the month in front of you and see areas that will or could trip you up in making good memories. Then go to Him and ask for guidance in making better choices for better memories.
Be blessed.
**Praise the Lord, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits- --Psalm 103:1-2
Memory: The faculty by which one ‘remembers’ something.
Memory is considered a noun: a person, place, or thing. Therefore, it can be more than one. Due to our interesting language rules, more than one memory is memor(ies).
I know. An English lesson this early in the morning is not nice. I apologize. However, believe it or not … I have a reason.
As I sit here early before the sun even decides to think about cresting the horizon, I am flooded with images of this past month. My memory of memories is quite the storybook inside my mind. Though there are memories that were not so good, I can see the good in them; however, 98 percent of the memories were above fantastic.
Last night in particular, a mass encounter of humongous time-stamped memories was made with the middle child of my littles. She likes/loves me, but she is like me in that it has to be the right time and place to encounter such times. The memories that we made last night … well, let's just say … I won't be forgetting them any time soon. She even told her mom that she had fun with me.
This trip for them has not been as exciting or fun-filled as previous vacations, for a number of reasons. Primarily, my mind has been focused on more adult items. I was able to pull out some instances where my inner child came out (muddy puddles) to make some memories, but nothing like I have done in the past. They are leaving in two days; last night, my inner goofball came out to play. Laughter rang throughout the house. Then, as fate would have it, right before bed, we inherited a stray kitten. This kitten is not resting in my All Things Not Garage shed with a can of tuna and a bowl of water. At ten at night, my daughter found it a home. Haha.
Reflecting over the last month, I can see several memories made on this trip. Several exciting and laugh-filled memories. Several moments of pure love. Not because I showered them with gifts or trinkets, but because I was me and they love my time. It may not have been the most exciting visit, but I am sure that we made it a memorable one.
AS you reflect on your last month, though you may not have had visitors all month, what kind of memories did you make? Did you make the ones where you are always angry at the world? Did you make poor choices and are self-reflecting? OR … Did you make lasting memories of smiles, love, and laughter? A final choice … was your month a combination of all the above?
The memories we make are because of the choices we make. We choose to be an adult all the time and allow the world to dictate our mood because of adult things we must face … or … we cast our burdens to Him and choose to live as a child-filled soul who lives a lighter life while watching Him handle the hard stuff. For me, I am still the circus act of balancing all this … however, I would like to believe that I am leaning more towards the child side … the adult side gives me a headache.
Today, as you are enjoying your day off, think about the last month and what kind of memories you made. Look at the month in front of you and see areas that will or could trip you up in making good memories. Then go to Him and ask for guidance in making better choices for better memories.
Be blessed.
**Praise the Lord, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits- --Psalm 103:1-2
Good morning to everyone. Grace and Peace be with you.
Memory: The faculty by which one ‘remembers’ something.
Memory is considered a noun: a person, place, or thing. Therefore, it can be more than one. Due to our interesting language rules, more than one memory is memor(ies).
I know. An English lesson this early in the morning is not nice. I apologize. However, believe it or not … I have a reason.
As I sit here early before the sun even decides to think about cresting the horizon, I am flooded with images of this past month. My memory of memories is quite the storybook inside my mind. Though there are memories that were not so good, I can see the good in them; however, 98 percent of the memories were above fantastic.
Last night in particular, a mass encounter of humongous time-stamped memories was made with the middle child of my littles. She likes/loves me, but she is like me in that it has to be the right time and place to encounter such times. The memories that we made last night … well, let's just say … I won't be forgetting them any time soon. She even told her mom that she had fun with me.
This trip for them has not been as exciting or fun-filled as previous vacations, for a number of reasons. Primarily, my mind has been focused on more adult items. I was able to pull out some instances where my inner child came out (muddy puddles) to make some memories, but nothing like I have done in the past. They are leaving in two days; last night, my inner goofball came out to play. Laughter rang throughout the house. Then, as fate would have it, right before bed, we inherited a stray kitten. This kitten is not resting in my All Things Not Garage shed with a can of tuna and a bowl of water. At ten at night, my daughter found it a home. Haha.
Reflecting over the last month, I can see several memories made on this trip. Several exciting and laugh-filled memories. Several moments of pure love. Not because I showered them with gifts or trinkets, but because I was me and they love my time. It may not have been the most exciting visit, but I am sure that we made it a memorable one.
AS you reflect on your last month, though you may not have had visitors all month, what kind of memories did you make? Did you make the ones where you are always angry at the world? Did you make poor choices and are self-reflecting? OR … Did you make lasting memories of smiles, love, and laughter? A final choice … was your month a combination of all the above?
The memories we make are because of the choices we make. We choose to be an adult all the time and allow the world to dictate our mood because of adult things we must face … or … we cast our burdens to Him and choose to live as a child-filled soul who lives a lighter life while watching Him handle the hard stuff. For me, I am still the circus act of balancing all this … however, I would like to believe that I am leaning more towards the child side … the adult side gives me a headache.
Today, as you are enjoying your day off, think about the last month and what kind of memories you made. Look at the month in front of you and see areas that will or could trip you up in making good memories. Then go to Him and ask for guidance in making better choices for better memories.
Be blessed.
**Praise the Lord, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits- --Psalm 103:1-2
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