The taste of my coffee wasn’t pleasing, so I made a Chemex. I hadn’t made one in so long, it didn’t drain completely, but this is how I felt regardless.
Did it not drain, or did I not give it time?
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This morning I recalled teaching my daughter to drive. It was a scary experience. Not teaching her to drive, but that she was learning with my truck!
When it was time for her to learn, it was time for us to move. We were living in the country on 40 acres, and the road to our house was treacherous to say the least. It had sharp curves and made of dirt.
The next house we found had straight highway running to it. The first time she went 65 mph she exclaimed, “This is exhilarating!”
I sat in the passenger seat, drinking in the excitement on her face. You want that look to last, but soon after she learned to drive she began adulting. Then you hope they remember the moments which caused that look.
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One time we were driving home, and she turned off the main road. It was late in the day and the Texas sky was pink and gold. Her favorite time of day. I didn’t know where she was taking us, as she turned down one road, and then the next.
She parked the truck and stared straight ahead. She had run out of road trying to get close to the sunset.
She said, “I was chasing the sunset.”
We sat in silence watching the sun go down.
Chasing that sunset was exhilarating for her, even though it was out of reach. I was happy she tried without worrying what the end result may be.
My daughter loves Christmas. It’s the most beautiful time of the year! A couple of years ago, I took a picture of a Vintage Shoppe’s window display of snow. It was so cute, I showed it my daughter this week. Well…..she ran with the idea.
Once we figured out how it was made, she ran to the store for fishing line, and cotton balls. She fluffed each cotton ball, and cut a strand of fishing line to her desired length. She passed the line through an eye of a needle, and stuck the needle through the ball. It fell down the line and stopped at the knot. She tied another knot where she wanted the next cotton ball to land, and continued on.
She found it very soothing to make, and I find snowballs hanging in the windows a soothing addition to our home.
This picture displays only one window she did. Yep…every window in out home will have snow by the time she’s done.
We are moving into a new home at the end of the year, so while I’m wrapping my mind around what needs to leave this house, she is adding more to it. This would stress some people out, but I’m gonna let her have at it, and let it snow.
My daughter brought home a case of these yesterday.
This is happiness. Butter and coffee. What is not to love?
Our dog was laying by her bedroom door today, while she was on the phone. She opened her door to step out, and he moved out of the way. She asked, “Was Mochee laying by my door this whole time?” She was barefoot, and noticed the warmth of the hard wood floor where he had been laying. I love that she notices these small details of life.
Our landlord is burning brush in the field next to us, and all we can think about is wanting to roast marshmallows.
Now it is night, and I stepped out on the porch a few minutes ago. Living in the country, you always where shoes stepping out there at night. Every now and then you will find a Scorpion hanging out on the porch too. Our ginormous, white, barn cat is laying on the step. He will take down a Scorpion for the person who cares for him.
I feel more at ease with him laying there. We named this cat ‘Meh’. because he doesn’t fully meow, he just says, ‘Meh.’
Everyday is different, and I love that about our life.
At night before bed, my daughter and I talk about what we would like to accomplish the next day. It’s not set in stone. We stay flexible throughout the day, and let life flow. We make a plan, but also make adjustments where needed. If it’s that important, it will get done, but when it’s time.
I haven’t found anything more important than just spending time together, and making adjustments throughout the day for each other’s happiness.
“You have the power to guide your life in the direction you want.” You have heard this before, but do you believe it?
Knowing and believing are different things, but they work together. They can work for, or against each other.
Do you know what you believe? This is not what you think. That is another topic. What you know to be true because you have seen it with your own eyes. Not what you’ve heard.
All I wanted was a beautiful life. That was all.
I didn’t make this life happen. I didn’t run out and get two jobs to provide for my daughter and me. My daughter needed me home, and I wanted to enjoy this life with her, so I kept a part time job working from home. We have not had a need that hasn’t been met, otherwise we didn’t need it.
What you know is what you’ve believed up to this moment.
It feels like a new chapter unfolding in our lives.
She wrote, and published her first Blog post today.
She has always been a gifted writer. Maybe that is why she encouraged me to begin this Blog years ago, because she knew how enjoyable it would be. It was a seed in her heart.
She’s had a WordPress account for over a year, and yesterday talked about writing a Blog. It made me smile. Today, she typed one up, added some of her beautiful photographs, and hit publish. I asked God to please let someone read it. It’s had several views, and likes. We needed this today, so glory to God, and thank you WordPress community.
I took a friend to meet Stephanie today. You may or may not recall but, Stephanie is who gave me the courage to care for plants. Everyone needs a Stephanie in their life.
Getting out of my truck, this caught my eye. It has been hanging there for some time, and I have walked by it a countless number, but today it spoke to me.
My daughter is still in shock that I brought it home!
She asked, “How much was it?” I cheerfully replied, “Stephanie let me have it for 9 bucks!” My daughter looked confused. This was so unlike me to buy something that wasn’t pretty. I have already received $9 worth of joy from it.
Some days look pretty, but some days feel ugly, and it’s okay to have both.