Dear 2017

Dear 2017,

Together we are going to rock this year.  I feel like I am laying a foundation for many positive things to come. Positivity doesn’t always come easy for me so I am trying my darndest to make it a part of every day.  Yes, I talk to myself, I write things down, I make myself all sorts of notes.

I am also trying very hard to practice gratitude.  I am grateful for the beautiful day you provided us with yesterday and a chance to take my son to a new park with super fun slides.  I am grateful that even though you got my blood pumping and gave me near hysterics as I watched my son fall while climbing (as I frantically tried to get to him in time but couldn’t) that he was not injured.

I am grateful that while driving home I was paying attention and was able to maneuver my vehicle out of the way and avoid becoming part of the three car pile up that happened in front of me.  I am thankful none of the people that were part of the accident were injured.  They all hopped quickly out of their vehicles while I sat in mine trying to stop shaking so I could get out and make sure they were okay.  The man I talked to was positive.  “I am okay,” he said, (in all honesty he looked better than I felt he was even smiling.) “It was about time for a new car anyway.” His was the car in the middle.  Watching that man was inspiring to me.  I wish we could all take things in stride like he seemed to.  I am very grateful for the experience of having met him for the brief time I did.

And while I didn’t accomplish every tiny little thing I wanted to yesterday, I made progress and that is all I really want.  Progress every day no matter how small or large, just a few steps forward.

Peace and Blessings,

Lisa

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The Fire that wouldn’t die

We have a lot of wood piled up on our property from our attempts at taming the trees.  My husband lit a fire this afternoon to get rid of a woodpile that was pushing against the fence and causing it to sag.  He put the fire out before he came inside for dinner but the heavy winds stirred it back to life and before I gathered my hunters in for the night I had to extinguish it once again.  I stood and watched the flames dance for a bit taking in the warmth and the sounds of the night before I turned the water on. The embers kept reigniting even after a good dousing so I kept at it until it smoked no more.  I smell like a campfire and I love it.  I love our property.  Not everyone gets to experience the country admidst a huge city on a daily basis and I am thankful and grateful we are blessed to live where we do.image