Tag: #thepast

The Rearview Mirror

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It allows a view of what’s behind us.

In life and while driving. The mirror is there to be used, but don’t stare at it for long. Use the windshield to look ahead.

I don’t spend time thinking of what happened yesterday. Heck, I barely remember. Each day is new and is treated as such. What happens in the rearview is behind me, but it made me better with unfathomable faith. Trusting God is a much smoother drive through this journey.

May you live in the windshield of life my darling and only glance when needed at the rearview mirror.

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It’s Been Fun

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A little role reversal occurs as they get older. My daughter said, “I want you to eat this weekend and that doesn’t mean only coffee.” 🙂

This morning, my daughter and I were laughing at some of our moments over the past six years. She has quotes from me stored in her phone. What’s even worse is she also has videos. Both are hilarious, but that’s been our life. 

We laugh so hard we cry!

Today, I was looking at my memories on Facebook. The pictures from 2013-2015 were so blurry. It was the beginning of our life alone together and I didn’t know then what I know now. Life was blurry and so were my pictures.

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It’s crazy what we went through while living in that house, but that’s what we were laughing about this morning. We’ve learned and don’t want to go through any of that again.

A life with no regrets can look and sound rather crazy, but it’s been worth it.

When we stopped laughing, I asked her, “Are you going to be able to use any of this?” She was happy we were referring to the past and said, “Nope, but it’s been fun.”

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No regrets.

Keep It Simple

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You can create space for simplicity in many areas of your life. This doesn’t mean you’re a simple person; it just means you have chosen to live simply. That could also say, “To simply live.”

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In 2014, I had a farm where I raised exotic chickens and mini pigs. This one perched on my arm was my favorite. Her name is Reese. I could spam you with pictures right now of the most beautiful chickens you’ve ever seen, but I won’t. That door of my life closed two years ago, but that didn’t stop me from trying to resurrect it.

I loved this season and raising these beautiful birds! It was a lot of work, but it brought me and others a lot of joy. When I moved out here, the house has a fenced in side yard, and the owners of the home mentioned it had been used for chickens.

Yep! I got chickens again. Did it bring me joy? For about a week. When God closes a door, lock it and throw away the key. My daughter found the chickens a good home last week.

It feels good to fall back on familiarity.

I knew what it was like to raise chickens and thought it would be fun again. There was no joy in it this time around.

Let’s just keep it simple.