For all my girlfriends who will celebrate Mother’s Day this weekend & for those who are surrounded by people they love,(well… this should totally cover everyone right? ) this post is dedicated to you!
We live busy lives & should never equate busyness to productivity. When I divorced, I used to work 3 jobs in order to support my kids & I missed quite a bit during the years between 1994-2004. I was labeled as a “survivor” & knew no other way of doing things. In all honesty, was it really worth it? What did I accomplish? Who benefited from it? The choices I made forced me into doing what I did. I didn’t have a mentor who could advise me otherwise. I can’t use that excuse either, because there are plenty of books I could’ve read leading me to making better choices. The funny thing was that when I decided to move from Louisiana to Texas, I left that mindset behind. I worked 1 job, become heavily involved in ministry & enjoyed my time with Bryce, who was still at home. I attempted to spend as much time with Summer & her family during the year as well. My life at this point was busier than ever, but I was doing the things I loved.
What changed? One little book. Seriously. All my life, in the depths of my being, I longed for more. I knew I would never be satisfied with status quo. I was a dreamer from as far back as I remember. The vehicle I thought would magically make those dreams come true, nursing, was not it. I was hungry for more. During the worst trial of my life, (well…one of the worst trials), a friend gave me one book. Not money, not another job, not a pat on the head promising prayer, although I knew they would pray with/for me. The book was “Rich Dad Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosaki.” It revolutionized my life. I won’t elaborate on the path it lead me to, but let’s just say I became a hungry student & changed some things in my life.
We can prioritize our lives or live our priorities. I truly believe in living a life of Zero Regrets! My BFF, Glenda, sent this post from Erma Bombeck in an email & I’m sure it’s been read plenty of times. The strange thing about the human psyche is that we can read something over & over before it resonates with us. When my other BFF, Joy, was diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 42, it made me realize again that while we can’t know what our future holds, we can know the one who holds our future.
“When I was a child my mom used to tell me, “Someday” we will take that trip, do this or that, etc. I went to our calendar & asked her where the day “Someday” was because I couldn’t find it.” – Tina Rasmussen
“Somedays” do not come printed on our calendars. We have to write them in ourselves. Don’t be so busy making a living that you forget to make a life or make a difference in the lives of others.
Enjoy the words below & maybe do what I had to do…..evaluate your life. No…that is not a typo! You can’t re-evaluate your life until you have evaluated it first right? I can only pray that when the day comes & finds you reminiscent of your past, you will smile knowing you changed what you needed to change, discarded toxic relationships, forgave quickly, loved deeply & now welcome eternity.
Blessings in L.I.F.E. = Living Intentionally For Excellence!
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER – by Erma Bombeck
(written after she found out she was dying from cancer)
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle…
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later… Now go and get washed for dinner.” There would have been more, “I love you’s” & More “I’m sorry’s.”
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it .. Live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!
Don’t worry about who doesn’t like you, who has more, or who’s doing what.
Instead, let’s cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us…