So much yes. Although…the first descriptions of procrastination and printer woes threatened hives😬 As is often the case, your words ring true to my heart and we seem to be pondering similar things. At risk of leaving too long of a comment, there’s this: “And that is life: We are learning to live our story in the best way to find the gold. We risk the days knowing that there will be plenty of them that feel wasted, that we don’t want to share or relive. Some of our days are filled with grit and regret, fingers in the dirt full of pain and confusion, betrayal and trauma. Those are the ones that bring us to a crossroads of choosing to get bitter or get better, to lose our faith or to find it. One choice leads us to the gold, and the other makes us the drunk hanging on someone’s arm, spewing things that should’ve been deleted.” I’m learning how to delete. Not all that I think and feel needs to be relayed in the name of authentic or transparency. Some words are in process…not to the final conclusion. Not everyone has earned the trust to hear those things. But you, my friend, are bound to hear it all…so buckle up for when we next have tea and coffee and face-to-face time😅
Right, just because it's true doesn't mean it has to be shared...remember we used to tell our kids that? :D I'd love to hear it all though, can't wait for that coffee. xo
As always, you have a lot of good things to say and with Thanksgiving tomorrow, I want to say I am grateful for your posts, may you and your family have a beautiful day tomorrow and as always I appreciate your words, blessings
So much yes. Although…the first descriptions of procrastination and printer woes threatened hives😬 As is often the case, your words ring true to my heart and we seem to be pondering similar things. At risk of leaving too long of a comment, there’s this: “And that is life: We are learning to live our story in the best way to find the gold. We risk the days knowing that there will be plenty of them that feel wasted, that we don’t want to share or relive. Some of our days are filled with grit and regret, fingers in the dirt full of pain and confusion, betrayal and trauma. Those are the ones that bring us to a crossroads of choosing to get bitter or get better, to lose our faith or to find it. One choice leads us to the gold, and the other makes us the drunk hanging on someone’s arm, spewing things that should’ve been deleted.” I’m learning how to delete. Not all that I think and feel needs to be relayed in the name of authentic or transparency. Some words are in process…not to the final conclusion. Not everyone has earned the trust to hear those things. But you, my friend, are bound to hear it all…so buckle up for when we next have tea and coffee and face-to-face time😅
Right, just because it's true doesn't mean it has to be shared...remember we used to tell our kids that? :D I'd love to hear it all though, can't wait for that coffee. xo
As always, you have a lot of good things to say and with Thanksgiving tomorrow, I want to say I am grateful for your posts, may you and your family have a beautiful day tomorrow and as always I appreciate your words, blessings
Thank you so much, friend! Bless you!
Thank you, Shannon. Your words are well received over here today :)