Lights Will Go Out

I love the Christmas season, whether it is a white Christmas or not. The hustle and bustle of it all is fun, and watching the people around me be happier or some not so much either by being rushed or depression.

Since I host the holidays, my hustle is getting it all together. No time to enjoy. Christmas is the hardest. At times, I want to pass on the hostess position so I can take time to see the lights, visit more, go and do. Instead it is do this or that. Then, almost immediately after Christmas, the lights are turned off, Christmas music ends and back to normal. The decorations are removed and everything is darker and blah.

It hits me that I did not really enjoy any of it. Depression does not hit me but a sadness dwells until I adapt to the new winter normal. Soon, spring and Easter season will awaken the senses of a new beginning.

Life is like that. The ups and downs of seasons. Just hang on and know that the dark turns to light, just like each day we live. There is hope for the tomorrows and we move forward. Don’t give up! Ever!

So as Christmas Day is here and I ponder what my day will hold and onto what happens, I know there is brighter days ahead even without the Christmas lights and glimmer from decorations.

Today, I will enjoy the family, my children and to be present.

I hold onto joy within knowing that the Lord is with me in whatever season. He is with you, too!

Be Blessed – Merry Christmas

Writing On The Wall

We’ve all heard that saying before, ‘writing on the wall’ to profess in time we knew it would happen. Usually something bad.

I redecorated a bedroom to an office space. I wanted unique and I found a paper for an accent wall. I love it. Actually, it is something we all need to read and know, to love and accept ourselves with a confidence.

I shared a pic with my sister and jokingly, she said mom would be mad that I wrote on the wall. My other sister said it was like we had to do many years ago in school, which was to write it hundreds of times, to remember something, a punishment usually. There was no copy and paste back then.

Her comment made me think. While I did not personally write on the wall hundreds of times, the written words are visible to me daily to accept and let them dwell within. These are all positive words, to be encouraged and to know they are true and push us forward. I can accept and grasp. I am worthy to accept even ‘be YOU tiful’. Not all the time in life could I have believed that, majority of it, to be honest.

So, in this case, the writing on the wall in my office is a good thing. It’s unique. We all need reminders and for me, hundreds of times.

I’m unique to God. You are unique to God. Just be encouraged, you are special and loved.

Silver Threads

I’m unsure how it happens so fast but it does. How often have we all said, just yesterday, and go in with a story from our youth?

My oldest sister is sixteen years older and now we are both senior citizens. I get it but don’t. I don’t see her as older, nor myself, but the birthdates and the mirror on the wall tells no lie.

I sent her a snapshot of me wearing longer, dangled earrings that she has told me to wear. I always resisted, very conservative is my comfort level. Of course, she liked the earrings, and I actually do, too. Now, will I actually wear them? Her other comment was that she saw more ‘silver threads’ and I had to agree, they are multiplying. I am going all natural, no more hair color. It is time this young at heart senior citizen accept what is and let those silver threads shimmer in my silver years.

Soon, the silver threads will overtake the darkness from my hair. Still, I will wonder just how this all happened so quickly in our lifetime.

Age. It happens to all of us. Enjoy each breathe and moments together.

Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life” (Proverbs 16:31; see also Proverbs 20:29). God wants us to remember that life is short (James 4:14) and that the beauty of youth is soon gone (Proverbs 31:30; 1 Peter 1:24).