It's hard to believe that today is the first day of the new year. I know it's cliched, but really, where does time go? I'm always telling the girls that time seems different now that I'm older. Especially now that I'm 50. When I was little, it seemed to take Christmas forever to get here. Now, it seems like I hardly have time to enjoy the season and the decorations and it's gone. In a paradoxical way though, I totally enjoyed the holidays this year. I think I'm beginning to learn the art of slowing down and just accepting and enjoying the days for what they bring. Two things I can count on for sure: the days will always bring some joy and some pain. I'm looking forward to the new year. I don't know about most people, but I really enjoy ordinary days the best. I often speak to my mom about this, as we share this common philosophy and a host of others as well. For me, it's not the high times that define my life. It's the ordinary things that bring me the most pleasure: cooking dinner for people I love, walking the dog, knitting a hat, reading a book, having coffee with friends, and all the other commonplace things that can happen in an ordinary week. I had a great time in Tennessee this vacation. Aside from the fact I had a nasty stomach virus, it was a great visit. Now that I've been for the Christmas visit, I'm anxious to go back. I'm looking forward to seeing Ross in a less hectic, quieter setting. I want to talk, really talk, to the people who matter most to me. I'm looking forward to the new puppy and the spring time. I want to watch my brother cook something fabulous. I want to pester my dad into a boat trip around the lake. I want to sit by the water and simply be, because my favorite time to spend at home is ordinary time.
Journeys are what life is all about. Sometimes we know exactly where we are going and sometimes we end up in places we never thought possible. I've found it's always a good thing to slow down and reflect now and then. So, stop along the way with me...
Friday, January 1, 2010
Ordinary Time 2010
It's hard to believe that today is the first day of the new year. I know it's cliched, but really, where does time go? I'm always telling the girls that time seems different now that I'm older. Especially now that I'm 50. When I was little, it seemed to take Christmas forever to get here. Now, it seems like I hardly have time to enjoy the season and the decorations and it's gone. In a paradoxical way though, I totally enjoyed the holidays this year. I think I'm beginning to learn the art of slowing down and just accepting and enjoying the days for what they bring. Two things I can count on for sure: the days will always bring some joy and some pain. I'm looking forward to the new year. I don't know about most people, but I really enjoy ordinary days the best. I often speak to my mom about this, as we share this common philosophy and a host of others as well. For me, it's not the high times that define my life. It's the ordinary things that bring me the most pleasure: cooking dinner for people I love, walking the dog, knitting a hat, reading a book, having coffee with friends, and all the other commonplace things that can happen in an ordinary week. I had a great time in Tennessee this vacation. Aside from the fact I had a nasty stomach virus, it was a great visit. Now that I've been for the Christmas visit, I'm anxious to go back. I'm looking forward to seeing Ross in a less hectic, quieter setting. I want to talk, really talk, to the people who matter most to me. I'm looking forward to the new puppy and the spring time. I want to watch my brother cook something fabulous. I want to pester my dad into a boat trip around the lake. I want to sit by the water and simply be, because my favorite time to spend at home is ordinary time.
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