Saturday, March 15, 2014

Day 142: Irish Blessing

It's nearing St. Patrick's Day so what better time to reflect and recognize and celebrate my heritage; IRELAND!!!

My Grandmother was from Ireland 100% and although I've seen pictures, I've never had the pleasure of actually visinting Ireland.  It's a life dream (bucket list) of mine, if you will.  

Day 141: Boss

There's been a lot of buzz recently around the word BOSS.  It's been used to acknowledge success, power, achievement, etc.  When I saw this quote (supposedly from Beyonce, but who knows,) I thought it was too cute not to share (especially, with my girls!)

It's definitely an issue to consider--girls, particularly outward, innovative, creative and determined, can get labeled and held back by society's ideals.  She can be labeled "bossy" when she is confident, aggressive or a leader.  It is not always a "bad" quality and certainly has it's place and appropriate form of display, but this quote just sort of hit me and made me think of times when I'd thought of my girls as bossy (or had someone think of me as being bossy) and it really was an eye opener.  Sometimes we let those labels keep us from pursuing things or ideas that others may not be on board with and girls--let's face it>  we all struggle with the please- everyone- at -all -costs- syndrome!  Call it what you will, it  boils down to girls wanting to please to the point of it being a disease!!!  

And that's what resonates with me about this quote (whether or not it was from Beyonce--doesn't matter!)  What does matter is that it liberates rather than oppresses!  

March is Women's History Month!  So why not celebrate some amazing women in history who showed us that they weren't bossy--they were THE BOSS!!!  

Day 140: Rain and God's washing

This is a post I've been waiting around to find again so I could get the story right.  It's one I saw a few years back when email circulation was society's main communicator, and before social media!  It's still one of my favorites!

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.. We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of the Wal-Mart.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.

I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,'
She said.
'What?' Mom asked.

'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.

'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.

This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain..'

'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.

'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?'

'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ' If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything! ' '

The entire crowd stopped dead silent.. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.

Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked.

They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day.