We all met up at Patty's Egg Nest on 128th in S Everett at 10:30 on Sticks Day (for an explanation, such as it is, of Sticks Day, see previous post). All phone alarms were set to go off so we wouldn't miss the big moment. With videographer on hand, we breathlessly awaited the big moment. Besides the Fabulous Five were special guests Dori and Mihaela and Video Girl Shirl.
AH! The first phone flipped to 11:11! Ohh! The next two phones went! YAY!!! the AT&T phone finally caught up and all were agreed: it was officially Ultimate Sticks Time!!! The emotional moment was captured on video and included the excitement of the alarms, comments from the celebrants, and a glimpse of the party in progress. And let's not forget the big 11-11-11 wave!!! Patty's may never be the same...
Our next stop was Miss Sharon's house (that's moi!), to drop off cars and get set for the big day. Then it was off to the Red Lion Inn in downtown Seattle!!
Upon arrival we stashed our belongings in our roooms and it was off to the Elephant & Castle Pub in the basement of the hotel, to start our afternoon. At this point, Miss Cathy left the grand company to hang out with some Italians in Black Diamond. Oh, the call of duty will ever interfere with the lure of fun and frivolity!
The remaining four Misses journeyed the three blocks to Nordstrom for a little shopping - very little, actually: Miss Susie bought an eyeliner! - and then over to Von's. After that it was back to our rooms for a little freshening up before dinner.
We walked the three or four blocks to Benihana, commenting on the lovely weather patterns in this area. We were escorted to our table by the ever charming staff at the restaurant and were soon being entertained by our talented Japanese teppanyaki chef. We dined upon steak, shrimp, chicken, lobster, and all the accompaniments! And topped it all off with rainbow sherbet!!!
About midway through the hearty repast, Miss Rita looked up and said, subtly, to Miss Susie: "That's J.P. Patches over there." Miss Susie whispered to Miss Sharon, who whispered to Miss Adrienne, not wanting to embarrass the celebrity figure.
Miss Adrienne leapt from her seat and rushed over and re-introduced herself to the family, having spoken with them at a previous gathering, in her alter-ego as Her Honor, Mrs. City Councilwoman, quite forgetting she was incognito that evening - as was her surprised, yet pleased, constituent! The rest of the Misses gathered their wits and pretended that we dine in the company of distinguished celebrities of this stature every day. We were, however, quite agog at our good fortune on this momentous occaision!
If you did not have the great good fortune of having grown up in these beautiful, but wet environs, as did we five, you would not, perhaps, understand that this event could only be equated to having dinner at the next table to, oh, say the Power Rangers. Or Jack Sparrow. Okay, not quite Johnny Dep, but you get the picture! We were quite beside ourselves with joy! Really! It was enough to send us scurrying for our phones when we left the restaurant, to call our family to tell them!
ANYWAY...we left Benihana after a quite satisfying experience all around, and continued back to the Elephant & Castle to shoot pool and throw darts. Alas, it was not to be! Our hopes were dashed when, upon our arrival we found that the room was hosting a private party for the forseeable future and we were not invited! (The noive!)
Then hied we back to days of yesteryear...oops, sorry, wrong story...I meant, the concierge desk at the hotel to query said worthy as to where we would find another suitable establishment at which to pursue our games of choice. Hence we eventually came to the Rock Bottom Restaurant and Brewery, where we found both items required for our evening's entertainment.
After a couple of games, we decided to return to our rooms and play cards until the evening excitement of Sticks Time was upon us.
We went to our rooms, "jammied up", and waited. And waited. And waited. We were all exhausted and were actually joking about how funny it would be to fall asleep and miss it! Nevertheless the vaunted moment finally arrived and was greeted by many photos and much merriment on the part of the aforementioned jammied misses!
The next morning after nearly enough sleep, the four Misses - still one Miss short of a full deck - rose and sallied forth to Seattle's Best Coffee, where we caffeined up to our hearts' content.
Then off to Pike Place Market we ran! Okay, it was more of a purposeful meander, but you get my drift! As we arrived, we noticed a beautiful white chariot at curbside. We queried the attendant and found that this delightful conveyance was a 1962 Bentley "Princess". The helpful and charming driver quite readily agreed to take our photo with the motorcar, and the Market, in the background.
After trotting merrily through the Market, we ventured back to our rooms to check out. But wait! We were not quite finished with this lovely weekend! Re-enter Miss Cathy, for a lunch date with the fearsome foursome at Macaroni Grill at Northgate Mall!
Alas, but our time finally came to an end with much high hilarity, loads of laughter, hugs, and overflowing love for each other in our hearts. It's so nice to have your very own private holiday to celebrate with cherished friends!
I wonder what the Misses are doing on 12-12-12...?
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Ode to Sticks Day
Just saying:
If you should happen to be at Patty's Egg Nest at 11:11 this morning (11/11/11), and you hear a bunch of women being rowdy, it's okay to join in the merriment! Just celebrating a long, honored, and silly tradition known as "Sticks Day"!
The Sticks phenomenon began with a very simple thing: a digital watch, back in the day at Blanchet High. Miss Rita Lu wore it to school one day, it beeped (teet teet), Miss Susie said "What's that?" And Miss Rita Lu answered "Sumpm new!"
Soon it was noticed that when it was 11:11, it looked like little "sticks" all lined up, and we began calling it Sticks Time. And so, 11/11, of course, became Sticks Day.
We actually call, email, text, or message each other every year "Happy Sticks Day", and we laugh when something happens at Sticks Time - or if we're on the phone together at Sticks Time.
The "we" I'm referring to, if inquiring minds want to know, is: Miss Rita Lu, Miss Adrienne, Miss Susie, Miss Cathy, and I (Miss Sharon).
At some point we figured out that the Ultimate Sticks Day (11/11/11) was going to happen in our lifetime!!! Imagine our unbounded joy! And so, a few months ago, plans began. (Originally we were going to do 'leven 'leven 'leven in Leavenworth, but those plans fell through...)
Miss Susie bought her plane ticket to come back to the Seattle area. Okay, she has family here to visit, also, but the true purpose of her trip was to join the gang for Sticks Day. Sorry to break it to you, family.
Hotel rooms downtown were booked, dinner reservations were made, and breakfast was scheduled so that we would all be together at both occurances of 11:11 that day.
Listen, we know it's silly, but it's OUR silliness! And I, for one, thank God for friends who are willing to give in and just BE SILLY every now and then!
And did I mention that we met in the fall of 1973...? 38 years of friendship! Now THAT'S something to celebrate!!! (Sorry for outing your age like that, ladies! :) )
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!
(I'll report back on how it went later...)
If you should happen to be at Patty's Egg Nest at 11:11 this morning (11/11/11), and you hear a bunch of women being rowdy, it's okay to join in the merriment! Just celebrating a long, honored, and silly tradition known as "Sticks Day"!
The Sticks phenomenon began with a very simple thing: a digital watch, back in the day at Blanchet High. Miss Rita Lu wore it to school one day, it beeped (teet teet), Miss Susie said "What's that?" And Miss Rita Lu answered "Sumpm new!"
Soon it was noticed that when it was 11:11, it looked like little "sticks" all lined up, and we began calling it Sticks Time. And so, 11/11, of course, became Sticks Day.
We actually call, email, text, or message each other every year "Happy Sticks Day", and we laugh when something happens at Sticks Time - or if we're on the phone together at Sticks Time.
The "we" I'm referring to, if inquiring minds want to know, is: Miss Rita Lu, Miss Adrienne, Miss Susie, Miss Cathy, and I (Miss Sharon).
At some point we figured out that the Ultimate Sticks Day (11/11/11) was going to happen in our lifetime!!! Imagine our unbounded joy! And so, a few months ago, plans began. (Originally we were going to do 'leven 'leven 'leven in Leavenworth, but those plans fell through...)
Miss Susie bought her plane ticket to come back to the Seattle area. Okay, she has family here to visit, also, but the true purpose of her trip was to join the gang for Sticks Day. Sorry to break it to you, family.
Hotel rooms downtown were booked, dinner reservations were made, and breakfast was scheduled so that we would all be together at both occurances of 11:11 that day.
Listen, we know it's silly, but it's OUR silliness! And I, for one, thank God for friends who are willing to give in and just BE SILLY every now and then!
And did I mention that we met in the fall of 1973...? 38 years of friendship! Now THAT'S something to celebrate!!! (Sorry for outing your age like that, ladies! :) )
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!
(I'll report back on how it went later...)
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Couldn't Do It!
I went to post my rooms for rent on Craig's List and I just couldn't do it. I'll wait and see what comes from Beth's post on the Mars Hill site instead. I just don't trust Craig's List users very much, I guess. There have been too many bad stories and I just would rather not deal with it.
It's 8:00 p.m. and I'm ready for bed. I'm just wiped out and my back hurts and I had a headache most of the week.
Sorry, don't mean to complain... it's just one of those days. And on that note, TTFN!
It's 8:00 p.m. and I'm ready for bed. I'm just wiped out and my back hurts and I had a headache most of the week.
Sorry, don't mean to complain... it's just one of those days. And on that note, TTFN!
Saturday, September 17, 2011
New calendar thingy...
I got a new gadget on my sidebar, but apparently it can't decide what year it is. I assure you, I am not scheduling ANYTHING that far out in the future.
But you can see what I'm doing for the forseeable future! I wonder if that's a good thing...
But you can see what I'm doing for the forseeable future! I wonder if that's a good thing...
Friday, September 16, 2011
Busy Life, Suddenly!
It's funny how a little thing like getting a job can make you suddenly busy. And it's not just trying to squeeze an extra 40 hours into the week, either. I was doing NOTHING before I got my job and now it seems like I am always going. Here's the list of stuff going on...
Retreat: Heading for Oct 7 with all engines firing and full speed ahead! My team is great! We're averaging a meeting every two weeks.
Weekenders: We (some of us ladies) started gathering every other Friday (it was going to be every Friday, but we think that's too much!) for food, chat, games, whatever. I'm going to set up a calendar that people can see to let you know when we're meeting.
Women's Ministry Team: I'm on the team this year at church. Helping our ladies grow in God. Another wonderful team! Another once a month meeting.
Book Club: Starting a small Bible Study/Book Club with 4 other ladies. Very small and intimate, wanting to really support and be accountable to each other. We're smart enough to wait until after retreat to start this one, but the book we're reading first should be AMAZING: "Made to Crave" by Lisa Ter Keurst. We'll probably meet once or twice a month.
Condo Board: Yes, I'm still on the condo board. This is my last year and, you guessed it! I'm the president of the Assciation. Not that that means anything more than that I have the title... :) But we meet once a month or more and deal with association business.
Prayer Shawl Ministry: Still heading up this fabulous ministry. We're meeting tomorrow for the first time after summer break. It's so nice to sit and chat and pray and knit or crochet together. And the people we give the shawls/blankets to have been so grateful! It's wonderful to be touching lives with our prayers. We meet the first and third Saturdays of the month.
Choir: I know! I'm so excited about choir, I can't even tell you! We practice the first three Mondays of each month. The really cool thing about this choir is that the director teaches us about how things work and why and explains what's going on and why he's having us do certain things. He explains how our lungs and diaphragm work and why the sounds we are making sound the way they do. It's an incredible experience! Will let you know about performances!
The Commute: I've had to start leaving for work at 6:45 because I can't guarantee I'll get there on time if I leave any later. I get to work early, but if I left that much later, I wouldn't make it on time. Go figure. So I leave at 6:45 and get home at 6:15. If I wanted to get enough sleep each night, I'd go to bed at 9:15. Somehow I just can't make myself go to bed after only 3 hours at home.
Work: Absolutely wonderful! I'll let you know if they decide to hire me permanently!
Life: This weekend is busy. Ken's birthday was today, and Ken and Nicole's wedding reception is tomorrow. This one is mostly for all the friends and family that were not able to be invited to the wedding, but some of those who were at the wedding will be coming too. It should be fun!
Sunday Josh and Beth and the boys are going to come over and help me with some stuff around this place. Trying to get ready for the eventuality of room mates. I'm praying for - and you can join me in this prayer - two female, Christian room mates who will abide by my no-smoking, no partying, and no man-staying-over rules. That's not too much to ask, is it?
Okay, bedtime for me now. Talk to you again soon...unless I get too busy! :)
Retreat: Heading for Oct 7 with all engines firing and full speed ahead! My team is great! We're averaging a meeting every two weeks.
Weekenders: We (some of us ladies) started gathering every other Friday (it was going to be every Friday, but we think that's too much!) for food, chat, games, whatever. I'm going to set up a calendar that people can see to let you know when we're meeting.
Women's Ministry Team: I'm on the team this year at church. Helping our ladies grow in God. Another wonderful team! Another once a month meeting.
Book Club: Starting a small Bible Study/Book Club with 4 other ladies. Very small and intimate, wanting to really support and be accountable to each other. We're smart enough to wait until after retreat to start this one, but the book we're reading first should be AMAZING: "Made to Crave" by Lisa Ter Keurst. We'll probably meet once or twice a month.
Condo Board: Yes, I'm still on the condo board. This is my last year and, you guessed it! I'm the president of the Assciation. Not that that means anything more than that I have the title... :) But we meet once a month or more and deal with association business.
Prayer Shawl Ministry: Still heading up this fabulous ministry. We're meeting tomorrow for the first time after summer break. It's so nice to sit and chat and pray and knit or crochet together. And the people we give the shawls/blankets to have been so grateful! It's wonderful to be touching lives with our prayers. We meet the first and third Saturdays of the month.
Choir: I know! I'm so excited about choir, I can't even tell you! We practice the first three Mondays of each month. The really cool thing about this choir is that the director teaches us about how things work and why and explains what's going on and why he's having us do certain things. He explains how our lungs and diaphragm work and why the sounds we are making sound the way they do. It's an incredible experience! Will let you know about performances!
The Commute: I've had to start leaving for work at 6:45 because I can't guarantee I'll get there on time if I leave any later. I get to work early, but if I left that much later, I wouldn't make it on time. Go figure. So I leave at 6:45 and get home at 6:15. If I wanted to get enough sleep each night, I'd go to bed at 9:15. Somehow I just can't make myself go to bed after only 3 hours at home.
Work: Absolutely wonderful! I'll let you know if they decide to hire me permanently!
Life: This weekend is busy. Ken's birthday was today, and Ken and Nicole's wedding reception is tomorrow. This one is mostly for all the friends and family that were not able to be invited to the wedding, but some of those who were at the wedding will be coming too. It should be fun!
Sunday Josh and Beth and the boys are going to come over and help me with some stuff around this place. Trying to get ready for the eventuality of room mates. I'm praying for - and you can join me in this prayer - two female, Christian room mates who will abide by my no-smoking, no partying, and no man-staying-over rules. That's not too much to ask, is it?
Okay, bedtime for me now. Talk to you again soon...unless I get too busy! :)
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Sorry about that...
WOW. Working is seriously cutting into my writing time. But I'm totally not complaining! :) If they have guest wireless at work, I'll just start writing on my lunch hour!
Work: Good job. Great people. I think I'm convincing them how much they need me (read as: they need a receptionist/admin at the front desk, not necessarily me, per se. Still working on the ME part!).
Home: Still hoping and praying for the perfect buyer to come along at the perfect time. In the meantime, if you know of anyone who needs to rent a room for the short-term, let me know!
Life in general: I get up at 6:00 in the morning and get some good quiet time while eating breakfast. When I get home I only have about 3 1/2 hours until bedtime, 1 of which should be spent at the gym. Not to mention meetings and stuff. Busy, busy, busy.
The Gym: Working on the treadmill still, but have added arms and legs resistance training. And sitting on a ball. Beth will be happy about that.
Food: Pretty good, except today. Today was a massive fail. That's what tomorrow is for, I think: a new day to start again!
Retreat planning: Excellent! I have a great team and we have already got a lot done. After our next meeting we'll be on track and ready to rock this thing for Jesus! No, that's not our theme, that's just me being enthusiastic. Our subject is "It's a New Day With the Lord!", and our theme is sunshine.Yes, you heard me, I said SUNSHINE! So there!
(For those who don't know, I live in Washington State and we are having a really mild summer - to put it nicely.)
Prayer Shawl Ministry: We're on hiatus for the summer, but have delivered 40 shawls so far this year. They go to anyone who is hurting emotionally or physically, from injury or economy or life trauma. Our team has delivered shawls and blankets across the community and across the world. The shawl is a symbol of: 1) God's love wrapping the recipient in His embrace; 2) Our prayers wrapping the recipient in love and caring even after the shawl is delivered; 3) can be used to alert others that it's the recipient's quiet time with the Lord. All that, and it keeps you warm, too.
Well, enough for tonight.
Love in Christ,
Sharon
Work: Good job. Great people. I think I'm convincing them how much they need me (read as: they need a receptionist/admin at the front desk, not necessarily me, per se. Still working on the ME part!).
Home: Still hoping and praying for the perfect buyer to come along at the perfect time. In the meantime, if you know of anyone who needs to rent a room for the short-term, let me know!
Life in general: I get up at 6:00 in the morning and get some good quiet time while eating breakfast. When I get home I only have about 3 1/2 hours until bedtime, 1 of which should be spent at the gym. Not to mention meetings and stuff. Busy, busy, busy.
The Gym: Working on the treadmill still, but have added arms and legs resistance training. And sitting on a ball. Beth will be happy about that.
Food: Pretty good, except today. Today was a massive fail. That's what tomorrow is for, I think: a new day to start again!
Retreat planning: Excellent! I have a great team and we have already got a lot done. After our next meeting we'll be on track and ready to rock this thing for Jesus! No, that's not our theme, that's just me being enthusiastic. Our subject is "It's a New Day With the Lord!", and our theme is sunshine.Yes, you heard me, I said SUNSHINE! So there!
(For those who don't know, I live in Washington State and we are having a really mild summer - to put it nicely.)
Prayer Shawl Ministry: We're on hiatus for the summer, but have delivered 40 shawls so far this year. They go to anyone who is hurting emotionally or physically, from injury or economy or life trauma. Our team has delivered shawls and blankets across the community and across the world. The shawl is a symbol of: 1) God's love wrapping the recipient in His embrace; 2) Our prayers wrapping the recipient in love and caring even after the shawl is delivered; 3) can be used to alert others that it's the recipient's quiet time with the Lord. All that, and it keeps you warm, too.
Well, enough for tonight.
Love in Christ,
Sharon
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Yes, I know, I skipped a few days
.68 miles, 120 calories, 2.5 mph, 25 minutes.
I have an appointment with the trainer Thursday at 7:00 to see what I should really be doing!
Go me!
I have an appointment with the trainer Thursday at 7:00 to see what I should really be doing!
Go me!
Friday, July 29, 2011
Big News
I got the job...
I got the job...
I got the job...
I got the job...
I got the job...!
More info later!!!
I got the job...
I got the job...
I got the job...!
More info later!!!
Also, I lost three pounds, finally!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Forgetful, ain't I?
I forgot to post yesterday's stuff:
122 calories; .78 miles and 25 minutes. It had me going 1.9 mph most of the time. My heartrate must have been up yesterday for some reason.
Between an oil change, baking cupcakes, an interview, and dinner with Beth for her birthday, I was not able to work out today. Back at it tomorrow!
122 calories; .78 miles and 25 minutes. It had me going 1.9 mph most of the time. My heartrate must have been up yesterday for some reason.
Between an oil change, baking cupcakes, an interview, and dinner with Beth for her birthday, I was not able to work out today. Back at it tomorrow!
Monday, July 25, 2011
It's a new day!
So, yesterday I decided to a) go to the gym before church, and b) check what the treadmill had to say about how fast I should walk and my heartrate and all that. Turns out I was walking too fast! Didn't quite make it to church, though. Someone wanted to see the condo, and then didn't show up on time, and it all turned into a big hassle. Maybe they'll buy it and that'll make it all okay!
So yesterday's stats are: 128 calories; .88 miles; and 25 minutes, walking at an average of 2.3 mph.
This is, of course at "fat burning" speed, whatever that means. I figure when I can get up to 3.0 mph and still keep my heartrate within range, maybe I can move up to some exercise. For now, this is it! I am, however, going to follow Beth's suggestion and speak with one of the trainers about it to see if my calculations are sound. Mostly because I know absolutely nothing about it and am not qualified to make calculations, sound or otherwise!
I was going to go to the gym today, but didn't make it. It's okay, I'll go tomorrow. I refuse to beat myself up until I miss two days in a row.
I must admit that I did have one Pepsi. But only one in the last 10 days. This is a much better record than any other time I've tried to quit, except for when I was pregnant. Again, this shows my willingness to do something for someone else that I won't do for myself. Well, I say times have changed!!! I have already started treating myself better than ever before in my life, so watch out world! Or whatever...
My oldest girls have just turned or are about to turn 27. (One's natural, one's adopted at 23) I'm not sure how I feel about that. I remember so clearly the year I was 27 and it really doesn't seem that long ago. I was so young and pretty and confident then. That's okay, I'm more confident now than I was then.
Well I'm sure you have had enough of reading about me and my isssues for now, so I'll just close with this thought: How are you making a difference?
See ya later...!
So yesterday's stats are: 128 calories; .88 miles; and 25 minutes, walking at an average of 2.3 mph.
This is, of course at "fat burning" speed, whatever that means. I figure when I can get up to 3.0 mph and still keep my heartrate within range, maybe I can move up to some exercise. For now, this is it! I am, however, going to follow Beth's suggestion and speak with one of the trainers about it to see if my calculations are sound. Mostly because I know absolutely nothing about it and am not qualified to make calculations, sound or otherwise!
I was going to go to the gym today, but didn't make it. It's okay, I'll go tomorrow. I refuse to beat myself up until I miss two days in a row.
I must admit that I did have one Pepsi. But only one in the last 10 days. This is a much better record than any other time I've tried to quit, except for when I was pregnant. Again, this shows my willingness to do something for someone else that I won't do for myself. Well, I say times have changed!!! I have already started treating myself better than ever before in my life, so watch out world! Or whatever...
My oldest girls have just turned or are about to turn 27. (One's natural, one's adopted at 23) I'm not sure how I feel about that. I remember so clearly the year I was 27 and it really doesn't seem that long ago. I was so young and pretty and confident then. That's okay, I'm more confident now than I was then.
Well I'm sure you have had enough of reading about me and my isssues for now, so I'll just close with this thought: How are you making a difference?
See ya later...!
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Walk the Walk
135 calories; 1.03 miles; 25 minutes.
A little slower today, but I did find the perfect song to "tread" to: "Trashin' the Camp" Phil Collins and N*Sync! (Don't judge me.)
Today's title, which I chose to be cute, got me thinking:
"If you're going to talk the talk, walk the walk." This is a phrase I first learned in 1986 in a seminar series I attended. It means, in case you can't figure it out for yourself, to practice what you preach or put your money where your mouth is! If I'm going to claim that I believe something, I need to put it into action in my daily life, too. Otherwise, it's just a bunch of nonsense I'm spouting.
If I claim to believe that I need to exercise and eat right in order to be healthy and prolong my life, I need to...that's right! Eat healthy and exercise!
If I claim that God is love, and the only representation of God some people see is my life, I'd better be as loving as I possibly can! All the disclaimers in the world (I'm just a broken, faulty human being) won't change the impression of God I have made on them.
Sure, we all make mistakes; none of us is perfect. But hadn't I better be conscious as much of the time as possible of my speech and actions and how they are affecting those around me?
Just something to think about...
A little slower today, but I did find the perfect song to "tread" to: "Trashin' the Camp" Phil Collins and N*Sync! (Don't judge me.)
Today's title, which I chose to be cute, got me thinking:
"If you're going to talk the talk, walk the walk." This is a phrase I first learned in 1986 in a seminar series I attended. It means, in case you can't figure it out for yourself, to practice what you preach or put your money where your mouth is! If I'm going to claim that I believe something, I need to put it into action in my daily life, too. Otherwise, it's just a bunch of nonsense I'm spouting.
If I claim to believe that I need to exercise and eat right in order to be healthy and prolong my life, I need to...that's right! Eat healthy and exercise!
If I claim that God is love, and the only representation of God some people see is my life, I'd better be as loving as I possibly can! All the disclaimers in the world (I'm just a broken, faulty human being) won't change the impression of God I have made on them.
Sure, we all make mistakes; none of us is perfect. But hadn't I better be conscious as much of the time as possible of my speech and actions and how they are affecting those around me?
Just something to think about...
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Now We're Walkin'!
Walked 1.11 miles @ 3 mph for 25 minutes and burned 168 calories. I know it's not a lot, but the idea at this point is to get my body used to moving. It may be working faster than I thought it would!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Starting A New Thing...
I've been feeling unmotivated and sleeping 11 hours a night. Staying at home a lot and not socializing much. LOOKING FOR A JOB. Got a lot of crocheting done...I made three prayer shawls last week.
Mentally and spiritually I think I'm okay, but physically I'm just not moving. Who knew there was such a thing as physiological depression, which is what I think this is?
So I got off the Pepsi, replaced it with - wait for it! - WATER, and got on the treadmill. Okay, once so far, but it's something! And as for the dreaded headache? Nope. Only a hint of a hovering threat yesterday, and then it was gone! Thank you, Jesus! I sincerely appreciate that favor.
Oh! And I've also been avoiding my allergen foods. (DUH!) That's made me feel a whole lot better already. I have good, healthy food in the fridge and am actually eating it!
Day 4 @ Caffeine-Free
Day 1 @ Workout: 20 minutes walking on the treadmill (Also, Beth and I took the boys to the zoo yesterday. Does that count?)
Physical Goals: lose 85 lbs overall, lose 5+ dress sizes, become healthy and fit!
Workout Goals: At least 5 times a week, 20 minutes a day for now. Will change it when I get used to exercising.
How you can pray for me:
Mentally and spiritually I think I'm okay, but physically I'm just not moving. Who knew there was such a thing as physiological depression, which is what I think this is?
So I got off the Pepsi, replaced it with - wait for it! - WATER, and got on the treadmill. Okay, once so far, but it's something! And as for the dreaded headache? Nope. Only a hint of a hovering threat yesterday, and then it was gone! Thank you, Jesus! I sincerely appreciate that favor.
Oh! And I've also been avoiding my allergen foods. (DUH!) That's made me feel a whole lot better already. I have good, healthy food in the fridge and am actually eating it!
Day 4 @ Caffeine-Free
Day 1 @ Workout: 20 minutes walking on the treadmill (Also, Beth and I took the boys to the zoo yesterday. Does that count?)
Physical Goals: lose 85 lbs overall, lose 5+ dress sizes, become healthy and fit!
Workout Goals: At least 5 times a week, 20 minutes a day for now. Will change it when I get used to exercising.
How you can pray for me:
- That I would stay motivated to GET OUT OF THE HOUSE and go exercise.
- That I would continue to stay off the caffeine. They say it takes three weeks to break the habit.
- That I would make good food choices, especially when eating out.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
In the Waiting Time
My church, Mountain View Community Church in Snohomish WA (a.k.a. MVCC), has just completed a pastor search. Our new pastor and his family will arrive in late August to begin the process of us all getting used to each other.
In the meantime, we have had an awesome interim pastor, Craig Sturm, who has been called to a church in the Chicago area, leaving us without a physically-present pastor to lead us. So the elder board has asked several different people to fill in until our new pastor, Tim Young, arrives.
One of the people who has filled in is a gentleman named Dan Laurenzo. Wow. He is challenging us not to just wait and see what our new pastor will do with us, but to prepare ourselves for his arrival. He wants us to figure out what our assignments might be during the waiting period.
Dan has asked us five questions to make clear what is our individual calling and challenged us to ask our friends what they think our calling is.
The five questions are:
1) The opportunities that keep emerging in my life are to provide people a safe, comfortable place to live and to help them to prepare to move on - whether that is physically helping them move, or spiritually and/or emotionally helping them to heal and move on.
2) What do others see in me? You tell me!
3) My passions:
4) I want to be trained in retreat ministry, whatever that is! Not only running the business, but providing a safe, warm, comfortable, and restorative place for the human soul.
5) I have several "next steps":
Thank you, Dan, for the challenge. I can't wait to see where God takes me in this and where He leads MVCC in the future. If only 10% of our people accepted this challenge, just think of the difference we could make!!!
So now I extend to you the same challenge, dear readers! How will you answer these questions? Please feel free to provide your answers and/or input to my answers! I can't wait to hear from you!
In the meantime, we have had an awesome interim pastor, Craig Sturm, who has been called to a church in the Chicago area, leaving us without a physically-present pastor to lead us. So the elder board has asked several different people to fill in until our new pastor, Tim Young, arrives.
One of the people who has filled in is a gentleman named Dan Laurenzo. Wow. He is challenging us not to just wait and see what our new pastor will do with us, but to prepare ourselves for his arrival. He wants us to figure out what our assignments might be during the waiting period.
Dan has asked us five questions to make clear what is our individual calling and challenged us to ask our friends what they think our calling is.
The five questions are:
- What opportunities keep emerging?
- What do others see in you?
- What is your passion? For what conversation will you let me wake you up in the middle of the night?
- Where do I have an appetite to be trained?
- What is your next step?
1) The opportunities that keep emerging in my life are to provide people a safe, comfortable place to live and to help them to prepare to move on - whether that is physically helping them move, or spiritually and/or emotionally helping them to heal and move on.
2) What do others see in me? You tell me!
3) My passions:
- One of my passions is for single women over 40 - helping them to find where God wants them to be in their lives. I want to help them cope with the busy-ness of life. I want to help them figure out what they can do with their life as it is now to move toward the life they want, as opposed to whining and complaining because life is not the way they wish it was.
- Another passion is retreats. I'd love to run a retreat center, providing people all the support they need so that they can get some alone time with God and hear from Him where He wants them to go next or what He wants them to work on next in their lives.
- A third passion is music. If you absolutely cannot think of that song lyric, call me up any time and I'll either think of it for you, or stay awake with you until one of us gets it! (Really.) But seriously, music is my passion. I love to sing and I especially love to sing in harmony. If I could work that into my ministry, I would be one happy camper!!
4) I want to be trained in retreat ministry, whatever that is! Not only running the business, but providing a safe, warm, comfortable, and restorative place for the human soul.
5) I have several "next steps":
- Find a job: still searching and praying for open doors to the job that fits God's perfect will for my life.
- Go to school: Set up an appointment with a counselorat Northwest University
- Volunteer at a retreat center: need to research this
Thank you, Dan, for the challenge. I can't wait to see where God takes me in this and where He leads MVCC in the future. If only 10% of our people accepted this challenge, just think of the difference we could make!!!
So now I extend to you the same challenge, dear readers! How will you answer these questions? Please feel free to provide your answers and/or input to my answers! I can't wait to hear from you!
Monday, July 4, 2011
Independence
My Grandma's birthday was the 4th of July. I thought she was the luckiest person ever! She got fireworks on her birthday! Wow! And yet she hated it, for that very same reason. It's funny how different our perspectives can be.
Independence Day is our nation's most important holiday. It celebrates our forefathers' declaration that they would not submit to unfair practices by their government, and that they preferred to live in a nation in which the government was controlled by all citizens, not just one or a few. And that the government would be selected by the people to work for the people in bringing about laws that were voted on by all the people. The holiday celebrates that they fought for and won that freedom.
I wonder how many people have forgotten. How many think that we are celebrating "Legal Fireworks Day" instead? How many remember that it is the USA's birthday, but have forgotten what that means?
Just wondering...
And having gained my freedom, why would I willingly submit to slavery? Unless, of course, that slavery gave me even more freedom than independence ever could. When I gave my heart to Jesus, I submitted to His Mastery. I became His property - heart, mind, body, and soul.
What did I get out of it? Salvation for my soul, of course. And I get to spend eternity with Him. But I also received freedom: the freedom to do anything I want, knowing that His Spirit is guiding me. I retain my free will, so that if I choose to I can make the wrong choices, but I have Jesus' Spirit living in me to guide me into the right choices. It's actually more of an effort to do the wrong thing. And I can't help but be aware that I am doing wrong, because I've made a conscious choice.
Oh sweet liberty! I am free to do anything I want to do, and yet I choose the way of righteousness, because I love the Lord.
And what does He - Jesus, God - get out of it? Not much, that's for sure! He gets me, a broken sinner, made new by His saving grace. He gets one problem after another brought to Him in humble submission, like a child brings a broken toy to her Father to fix. He gets to hear the cries of my pain more often than the expression of my love for Him.
And really, the point is that He doesn't NEED to get anything out of it. He doesn't need anything. But He wants my love and adoration, thanksgiving and praise. And I will give it to Him willingly.
Independence Day is our nation's most important holiday. It celebrates our forefathers' declaration that they would not submit to unfair practices by their government, and that they preferred to live in a nation in which the government was controlled by all citizens, not just one or a few. And that the government would be selected by the people to work for the people in bringing about laws that were voted on by all the people. The holiday celebrates that they fought for and won that freedom.
I wonder how many people have forgotten. How many think that we are celebrating "Legal Fireworks Day" instead? How many remember that it is the USA's birthday, but have forgotten what that means?
Just wondering...
And having gained my freedom, why would I willingly submit to slavery? Unless, of course, that slavery gave me even more freedom than independence ever could. When I gave my heart to Jesus, I submitted to His Mastery. I became His property - heart, mind, body, and soul.
What did I get out of it? Salvation for my soul, of course. And I get to spend eternity with Him. But I also received freedom: the freedom to do anything I want, knowing that His Spirit is guiding me. I retain my free will, so that if I choose to I can make the wrong choices, but I have Jesus' Spirit living in me to guide me into the right choices. It's actually more of an effort to do the wrong thing. And I can't help but be aware that I am doing wrong, because I've made a conscious choice.
Oh sweet liberty! I am free to do anything I want to do, and yet I choose the way of righteousness, because I love the Lord.
And what does He - Jesus, God - get out of it? Not much, that's for sure! He gets me, a broken sinner, made new by His saving grace. He gets one problem after another brought to Him in humble submission, like a child brings a broken toy to her Father to fix. He gets to hear the cries of my pain more often than the expression of my love for Him.
And really, the point is that He doesn't NEED to get anything out of it. He doesn't need anything. But He wants my love and adoration, thanksgiving and praise. And I will give it to Him willingly.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Day 30: Letter To My Reflection In The Mirror
Dear Sharon,
You've done it! Congratulations on finishing this challenge; what an amazing thing! And only one day over the thirty days, too! Good job! I knew you could do it! And wasn't it just a kick in the pants? Made you think and everything!
I want to tell you that I'm very proud of the way you have handled this unemployment business. Every time it's started to get scary or frustrating, you've turned it over to God and ceased worrying. Way to put into practice the things you've been learning!
I know you're feeling sad over the necessity of selling the condo, but I also know that you realize that you don't need anything this big any more. Not to mention that the cost is not helping with the budget right now. You're doing the right thing. You're making yourself ready and able to go wherever God takes you, and that's the best thing you could do.
I'd talk to you about the whole Pepsi thing, but I really don't think I could say anything that would make a difference - let alone sounding like a hypocrite! Someday you'll find the motivation to start taking care of yourself, in addition to everyone around you, and that habit will just fall by the wayside. Maybe you'll even fall into the habit of exercising. Who knows? Stranger things have happened! I've noticed that the commandment to you is more appropriately "Love yourself as your neighbor", rather than the reverse. You seem to love everyone well except yourself. And that's all I'm going to say about that. Apparently I'm not ready to get fully into that with you yet.
Keep learning; keep growing; keep growing closer to the One Who made you.
I do love you, although I may not show it.
Sharon
You've done it! Congratulations on finishing this challenge; what an amazing thing! And only one day over the thirty days, too! Good job! I knew you could do it! And wasn't it just a kick in the pants? Made you think and everything!
I want to tell you that I'm very proud of the way you have handled this unemployment business. Every time it's started to get scary or frustrating, you've turned it over to God and ceased worrying. Way to put into practice the things you've been learning!
I know you're feeling sad over the necessity of selling the condo, but I also know that you realize that you don't need anything this big any more. Not to mention that the cost is not helping with the budget right now. You're doing the right thing. You're making yourself ready and able to go wherever God takes you, and that's the best thing you could do.
I'd talk to you about the whole Pepsi thing, but I really don't think I could say anything that would make a difference - let alone sounding like a hypocrite! Someday you'll find the motivation to start taking care of yourself, in addition to everyone around you, and that habit will just fall by the wayside. Maybe you'll even fall into the habit of exercising. Who knows? Stranger things have happened! I've noticed that the commandment to you is more appropriately "Love yourself as your neighbor", rather than the reverse. You seem to love everyone well except yourself. And that's all I'm going to say about that. Apparently I'm not ready to get fully into that with you yet.
Keep learning; keep growing; keep growing closer to the One Who made you.
I do love you, although I may not show it.
Sharon
Friday, July 1, 2011
Day 29: Letter To Someone I Should 'Fess Up Something To
Dear Colie,
I have to confess, I didn't think we'd ever get here. But here we are: you all grown up and mature and married and everything. And me worn out from the battle, but happy to have won!
We really won it together, though. I must say that it's probably rare that both sides win when the fighting's finally over, but I feel that it's true in this case.
Raising you was the toughest thing I ever did and there were times that I thought your sheer bull-headedness was going to make me just break down. And I'm sure there were times you thought I was completely crazy in what I asked of you. But I couldn't give up; you were too important.
I always knew that if we could make it through you would turn out to be an amazing woman. All of the qualities that made it so hard to parent you have turned out, in their mellowed, mature form, to be the qualities that make you a strong, confident and wonderful adult.
It was cheating for you to bring Ken in on your side, but he helped turn the tide in both our favor, so I guess I'll overlook it this time!
Congratulations, sweetie pie! I love you and cherish our new and improved relationship.
Love,
Mom
Note to readers: As any mother knows, you love your children differently but equally. There is an infinite amount of space in your heart to love your children, so it doesn't have to get divided up between them, it just spreads to all of them. Each time you add a new child to your heart, your capacity to love grows that much more.
I love my three girls so much and I am so very proud of them. They are in the process of becoming the finest young women I can imagine.
I am thankful, too, that God has provided me with other children to mother - so many I can't even mention. From sons-in-law, to friends to nieces and nephews to my friends' kids, it's a wonderful thing to me to have the privilege to be in the lives of so many and to love them all so much.
Sharon
I have to confess, I didn't think we'd ever get here. But here we are: you all grown up and mature and married and everything. And me worn out from the battle, but happy to have won!
We really won it together, though. I must say that it's probably rare that both sides win when the fighting's finally over, but I feel that it's true in this case.
Raising you was the toughest thing I ever did and there were times that I thought your sheer bull-headedness was going to make me just break down. And I'm sure there were times you thought I was completely crazy in what I asked of you. But I couldn't give up; you were too important.
I always knew that if we could make it through you would turn out to be an amazing woman. All of the qualities that made it so hard to parent you have turned out, in their mellowed, mature form, to be the qualities that make you a strong, confident and wonderful adult.
It was cheating for you to bring Ken in on your side, but he helped turn the tide in both our favor, so I guess I'll overlook it this time!
Congratulations, sweetie pie! I love you and cherish our new and improved relationship.
Love,
Mom
Note to readers: As any mother knows, you love your children differently but equally. There is an infinite amount of space in your heart to love your children, so it doesn't have to get divided up between them, it just spreads to all of them. Each time you add a new child to your heart, your capacity to love grows that much more.
I love my three girls so much and I am so very proud of them. They are in the process of becoming the finest young women I can imagine.
I am thankful, too, that God has provided me with other children to mother - so many I can't even mention. From sons-in-law, to friends to nieces and nephews to my friends' kids, it's a wonderful thing to me to have the privilege to be in the lives of so many and to love them all so much.
Sharon
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Day 28: Letter To Someone That Changed My Life
Dear Beth,
When I found out I was pregnant with you, I was ecstatic. I went through the whole nine months deliriously happy. And then when the doctor laid you in my arms, I had never felt such joy and such overwhelming love for another human being.
Nothing has changed since that day. You have been my sunshine through all these years. Your laughter makes my heart fill. Your tears make me want to cry along with you. I can't stand it when you're in pain; especially when there is nothing I can do or say to make it better.
You've made me see the world differently. You challenge me to think and learn and grow every time I see you. You continue to change my life, just by being you.
I love you so much, dear, sweet daughter of mine. I love your sense of humor. I love your strong faith. I love the way you mother your boys. I love that you will state your opinion and stick with me to explain it when I don't get it. I love your laugh. I love your tender heart and your depth of understanding.
I'm so glad that you came into my life and changed it in such a dramatic and positive way.
Love,
Mom
When I found out I was pregnant with you, I was ecstatic. I went through the whole nine months deliriously happy. And then when the doctor laid you in my arms, I had never felt such joy and such overwhelming love for another human being.
Nothing has changed since that day. You have been my sunshine through all these years. Your laughter makes my heart fill. Your tears make me want to cry along with you. I can't stand it when you're in pain; especially when there is nothing I can do or say to make it better.
You've made me see the world differently. You challenge me to think and learn and grow every time I see you. You continue to change my life, just by being you.
I love you so much, dear, sweet daughter of mine. I love your sense of humor. I love your strong faith. I love the way you mother your boys. I love that you will state your opinion and stick with me to explain it when I don't get it. I love your laugh. I love your tender heart and your depth of understanding.
I'm so glad that you came into my life and changed it in such a dramatic and positive way.
Love,
Mom
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Day 27: Letter To the Friendliest Person You Knew For Only One Day
Dear Lydia,
I'm not even sure if you'll remember me. It was the Day of the Chocolate Ducks, a.k.a. the first Mountain View Community Church Women's Day Retreat. You spoke to us about keeping our ducks in a row and chocolate. (Do you ever NOT speak about chocolate?)
Your key scripture that day was Philippians 4:8-10: "Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."
I just happened to have a pin with me that day that said "Whatever!" and gave it to you as a remembrance of the day.
You were so real and so down-to-earth and so obviously shared from your heart. I felt a strong connection to you and loved the way you got involved on a personal level during the breaks.
Maybe it was partly because you and Debbi are such good friends that you connected so well with our women that day, but I think it was also because you have the heart of a good friend to all women.
Thank you for your friendship, though it lasted only a day. You encouraged me more than you'll ever know.
Sharon
I'm not even sure if you'll remember me. It was the Day of the Chocolate Ducks, a.k.a. the first Mountain View Community Church Women's Day Retreat. You spoke to us about keeping our ducks in a row and chocolate. (Do you ever NOT speak about chocolate?)
Your key scripture that day was Philippians 4:8-10: "Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."
I just happened to have a pin with me that day that said "Whatever!" and gave it to you as a remembrance of the day.
You were so real and so down-to-earth and so obviously shared from your heart. I felt a strong connection to you and loved the way you got involved on a personal level during the breaks.
Maybe it was partly because you and Debbi are such good friends that you connected so well with our women that day, but I think it was also because you have the heart of a good friend to all women.
Thank you for your friendship, though it lasted only a day. You encouraged me more than you'll ever know.
Sharon
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Day 26: Letter To The Last Person I Made a Pinky Promise To
I don't believe I have ever made a pinky promise. In fact I don't think I ever say the words "I promise" to anyone. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.
It's not a conscious thing, it just never occurs to me to say those words. It may have something to do with the scripture: "But above all, my brethren, do not swear, either by heaven or by earth or with any other oath. But let your “Yes” be “Yes,” and your “No,” “No,” lest you fall into judgment." James 5:12 NKJV. Sometimes I can be a little bit legalistic about such things.
Or it may have nothing to do with that at all; maybe it's just that too many promises made to me were broken. And too many of my own promises were broken as a consequence of someone else's action. The promises that ended with me saying "I do", for instance.
Or maybe it's just not something I think to do. I am a very trusting person and so when someone tells me something, unless they have proven themself to be untrustworthy, I tend to believe them more often than not. I also tend to expect the same from others toward me. I don't expect to need to receive or give a promise. Maybe that's naive of me. That's okay.
I think that, as with most things in life, it's a combination of all these things. So, as you may have guessed, I have no letter for today. Instead I have something new to think about. How about you?
Sharon
It's not a conscious thing, it just never occurs to me to say those words. It may have something to do with the scripture: "But above all, my brethren, do not swear, either by heaven or by earth or with any other oath. But let your “Yes” be “Yes,” and your “No,” “No,” lest you fall into judgment." James 5:12 NKJV. Sometimes I can be a little bit legalistic about such things.
Or it may have nothing to do with that at all; maybe it's just that too many promises made to me were broken. And too many of my own promises were broken as a consequence of someone else's action. The promises that ended with me saying "I do", for instance.
Or maybe it's just not something I think to do. I am a very trusting person and so when someone tells me something, unless they have proven themself to be untrustworthy, I tend to believe them more often than not. I also tend to expect the same from others toward me. I don't expect to need to receive or give a promise. Maybe that's naive of me. That's okay.
I think that, as with most things in life, it's a combination of all these things. So, as you may have guessed, I have no letter for today. Instead I have something new to think about. How about you?
Sharon
Day 25: Letter To The Person I Know Who Is Going Through The Worst Of Times
I don't even know where to begin on this one. It seems like everyone I know is going through the worst of times.
There's the friend who has an auto-immune disease that is hardening patches of her body tissue.
There's another friend who has been struggling with health issues, the fallout from an unwanted, unforseen divorce, and now is unemployed on top of it all.
A friend who lives in a faraway place, without support from friends and is trying to raise two sons - with barely enough income to make it. She's started having physical issues, due to stress.
A friend who has been in physical pain for most of the last twenty years.
A friend who just seems to keep having issues in her family, one after another, with no let up, for years on end.
A daughter and son-in-law who had a miscarriage at two months along.
An "adopted" daughter whose father can't get it together enough to help his only surviving child with the care of her Nanna (his mother), who was just diagnosed with congestive heart failure. All while her husband is gone on a long trip, of course.
And there are so many more.
How can I know what to say to you? My heart breaks for you all.
But here's what I know: It's okay to grieve. It's okay to cry and to let God know that you're hurting. You don't have to keep it all inside. Bravery is not about keeping it together no matter what. Bravery is in allowing your moments of sadness and grief, and then carrying on afterward.
That's what faith is all about, too. Knowing that God has you in the palm of His hand, and allowing yourself to share your pain with Him. You already know that He will be there on the other side of your pain. What you may not realize is that He will also walk through it beside you and carry you through. But He can only do that if you let Him in. He waits to be invited to share in every aspect of your life, not just the happy parts.
And I am here. I am only a phone call away (360-631-4265). Sometimes all I can do is listen and let you know that you have been heard, but I am willing.
I won't just spout Bible verses at you. That's not what you need. You need real life application. Please hear my heart on this: I'm not saying you don't need the Bible, I'm saying that giving you a verse and saying "God bless you", with a little pat on the head will not help you in this moment.
I've had a disease that caused me pain every hour of every day. I've had an unforseen divorce - two, in fact - and lived through the aftermath. I've been (and am now) unemployed, living in the suspense of wondering where God is taking me next and how I will pay my bills once the severance pay runs out. I've been a single mother, struggling to live paycheck-to-paycheck. I've had a miscarriage and even a family member with congestive heart failure. I've gone through menopause, bad relationships, and bad hair days. I have an estranged brother, an aging mother, a relationship with my father I was never able to repair.
I'm not telling you this to gain your sympathy; I'm saying this so that you know I've been there. I can truly relate to what you're going through. I can hear you. I understand.
But most of all, I love you. I'm on your side. No matter what it is you're going through, even if I haven't experienced it, I am here for you.
And I will not stop loving you, no matter what. There is nothing you have done or will do or say that will stop my loving you and praying for you.
Sharon
There's the friend who has an auto-immune disease that is hardening patches of her body tissue.
There's another friend who has been struggling with health issues, the fallout from an unwanted, unforseen divorce, and now is unemployed on top of it all.
A friend who lives in a faraway place, without support from friends and is trying to raise two sons - with barely enough income to make it. She's started having physical issues, due to stress.
A friend who has been in physical pain for most of the last twenty years.
A friend who just seems to keep having issues in her family, one after another, with no let up, for years on end.
A daughter and son-in-law who had a miscarriage at two months along.
An "adopted" daughter whose father can't get it together enough to help his only surviving child with the care of her Nanna (his mother), who was just diagnosed with congestive heart failure. All while her husband is gone on a long trip, of course.
And there are so many more.
How can I know what to say to you? My heart breaks for you all.
But here's what I know: It's okay to grieve. It's okay to cry and to let God know that you're hurting. You don't have to keep it all inside. Bravery is not about keeping it together no matter what. Bravery is in allowing your moments of sadness and grief, and then carrying on afterward.
That's what faith is all about, too. Knowing that God has you in the palm of His hand, and allowing yourself to share your pain with Him. You already know that He will be there on the other side of your pain. What you may not realize is that He will also walk through it beside you and carry you through. But He can only do that if you let Him in. He waits to be invited to share in every aspect of your life, not just the happy parts.
And I am here. I am only a phone call away (360-631-4265). Sometimes all I can do is listen and let you know that you have been heard, but I am willing.
I won't just spout Bible verses at you. That's not what you need. You need real life application. Please hear my heart on this: I'm not saying you don't need the Bible, I'm saying that giving you a verse and saying "God bless you", with a little pat on the head will not help you in this moment.
I've had a disease that caused me pain every hour of every day. I've had an unforseen divorce - two, in fact - and lived through the aftermath. I've been (and am now) unemployed, living in the suspense of wondering where God is taking me next and how I will pay my bills once the severance pay runs out. I've been a single mother, struggling to live paycheck-to-paycheck. I've had a miscarriage and even a family member with congestive heart failure. I've gone through menopause, bad relationships, and bad hair days. I have an estranged brother, an aging mother, a relationship with my father I was never able to repair.
I'm not telling you this to gain your sympathy; I'm saying this so that you know I've been there. I can truly relate to what you're going through. I can hear you. I understand.
But most of all, I love you. I'm on your side. No matter what it is you're going through, even if I haven't experienced it, I am here for you.
And I will not stop loving you, no matter what. There is nothing you have done or will do or say that will stop my loving you and praying for you.
Sharon
Monday, June 27, 2011
Day 24: Letter to the Person That Gave Me My Favorite Memory
Dear Beth and Nicole,
We've had lots of fun together, haven't we? And the cool thing is that it doesn't matter what we're doing, as long as we're together, we're having fun.
There are so many memories to choose from, but I think my favorite was Santa Cruz. (I know! Not even Disney!)
We had such a good drive down there, meandering all over the coast, stopping wherever, whenever. Remember Heceta Head light house? And the Sea Lion Caves, which were too expensive so we just stayed in the gift shop?
Remember camping out at the National Park? And the squirrel that got into our food and ruined everything?
Then when we got there, you two fell in love with the town. The beach was beautiful, the shops were a great adventure, and the Boardwalk was awesome!
I'm very glad we've had such memorable times together: Disneyland, Disney World, long drives with Nicole, Cannon Beach with Beth, Leavenworth. Not to mention the everyday memories: soccer (Shayna is so much a part of this, too!), Girl Scouts, basketball, the trip to Washington, DC, the trip to Camp Seymour.
I love you girls and am looking forward to all of the memories to come!
Mom
We've had lots of fun together, haven't we? And the cool thing is that it doesn't matter what we're doing, as long as we're together, we're having fun.
There are so many memories to choose from, but I think my favorite was Santa Cruz. (I know! Not even Disney!)
We had such a good drive down there, meandering all over the coast, stopping wherever, whenever. Remember Heceta Head light house? And the Sea Lion Caves, which were too expensive so we just stayed in the gift shop?
Remember camping out at the National Park? And the squirrel that got into our food and ruined everything?
Then when we got there, you two fell in love with the town. The beach was beautiful, the shops were a great adventure, and the Boardwalk was awesome!
I'm very glad we've had such memorable times together: Disneyland, Disney World, long drives with Nicole, Cannon Beach with Beth, Leavenworth. Not to mention the everyday memories: soccer (Shayna is so much a part of this, too!), Girl Scouts, basketball, the trip to Washington, DC, the trip to Camp Seymour.
I love you girls and am looking forward to all of the memories to come!
Mom
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Day 23: Letter to the Last Person I Kissed
<Okay, I haven't kiss kissed anyone in years, so I'll have to write this to the last person(s) I gave a kiss to, which is an entirely different thing!>
Dear Miles and Jonah,
I can't remember which of you was actually the last I kissed, but I want you both to know that you are the best and brightest part of my life. I love you beyond words and I will love you forever. You are my sunshine, you are rainbows and ice cream, you are moonlight and stardust. You are every song ever sung and every swing ever swung.
The world is a brighter and better place just because you are in it.
I love you, Babies!
Love,
Grandma
Friday, June 24, 2011
Day 22: Letter to Someone I Want/Need To Give a Second Chance
Dear Shayna,
Hi Sweetie. I'm so glad that I have had the honor and pleasu![]()
re of making you a part of my family, and giving you a second chance to have a family.
(It's funny, isn't it, that this letter comes on this day?)
Love you, Girlie.
Mom
Hi Sweetie. I'm so glad that I have had the honor and pleasu
re of making you a part of my family, and giving you a second chance to have a family.We may not have it down yet - it's always a little awkward blending families - but we're getting there, aren't we? We have known you for such a long time that it has seemed very natural to just absorb you and Jeremi into the entity that is our wierd, wacky, loving family.
I just want you to know how very much I love you and how glad I am that I can be a second mother to you. (It's funny, isn't it, that this letter comes on this day?)
Love you, Girlie.
Mom
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Day 21: Letter to Someone I Judged by a First Impression
I've got nothing here.
Not that I haven't done it, I'm sure, but nothing's coming to me.
If someone would care to suggest something...
You know, it's very funny. I've been doing these letters every day (mostly) and usually when I look at the subject the first time, I think "huh? I don't know anyone or have anything for that". But then by the end of the day it comes to me and I not only have something to write, my fingers just fly on the keyboard.
But I've been thinking about this one off and on all day and there's just nothing.
So, unless I think of something here pretty quickly, I'm skipping today.
-S
Okay, how about this:
Dear Josh,
My first impression of you was that you would be perfect for my daughter. This was not because I even knew anything about you, but because I knew your family and wanted my family to be part of it.
As it turns out, you are the perfect husband for my daughter, not only because of your family (although that's still pretty perfect), but because you are so obviously made for her. You complete each other - to be really corny about it. You are like two sides of the same heart, you have a rhythm, you think with the same wonderful, crazy, hilarious brain. And you share a love for God and a love for each other that is truly awesome to see.
I'm so glad that my first impression was right - even though it was for the wrong reasons!
Love,
Sharon
Not that I haven't done it, I'm sure, but nothing's coming to me.
If someone would care to suggest something...
You know, it's very funny. I've been doing these letters every day (mostly) and usually when I look at the subject the first time, I think "huh? I don't know anyone or have anything for that". But then by the end of the day it comes to me and I not only have something to write, my fingers just fly on the keyboard.
But I've been thinking about this one off and on all day and there's just nothing.
So, unless I think of something here pretty quickly, I'm skipping today.
-S
Okay, how about this:
Dear Josh,
My first impression of you was that you would be perfect for my daughter. This was not because I even knew anything about you, but because I knew your family and wanted my family to be part of it.
As it turns out, you are the perfect husband for my daughter, not only because of your family (although that's still pretty perfect), but because you are so obviously made for her. You complete each other - to be really corny about it. You are like two sides of the same heart, you have a rhythm, you think with the same wonderful, crazy, hilarious brain. And you share a love for God and a love for each other that is truly awesome to see.
I'm so glad that my first impression was right - even though it was for the wrong reasons!
Love,
Sharon
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Day 20: Letter to the One That Broke My Heart the Hardest
Dear Jesus,
I was lost. I was mourning the loss of I knew not what. I was alone; lonely and afraid. I was dying of a broken heart.
Then You came. You broke my heart anew with Your gentleness and love. You broke my heart with the promise of redemption - unearned, undeserved, but freely given. You broke my heart with such a love for You as I had never known. You break it again every day, when I think of the price You have paid for my salvation. And yet I thank You for my broken heart. You break my heart in all the right places so that all the bad memories and feelings flood out, leaving it clean. You then bind it up and heal it completely.
And You whisper gently, "Lean on Me. I will bear your burdens if you'll only let Me."
And so I allow You to once more break my heart upon the strength of Your love for me.
because the LORD has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,[a]
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
Matthew 11:28-30
28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
I was lost. I was mourning the loss of I knew not what. I was alone; lonely and afraid. I was dying of a broken heart.
Then You came. You broke my heart anew with Your gentleness and love. You broke my heart with the promise of redemption - unearned, undeserved, but freely given. You broke my heart with such a love for You as I had never known. You break it again every day, when I think of the price You have paid for my salvation. And yet I thank You for my broken heart. You break my heart in all the right places so that all the bad memories and feelings flood out, leaving it clean. You then bind it up and heal it completely.
And You whisper gently, "Lean on Me. I will bear your burdens if you'll only let Me."
And so I allow You to once more break my heart upon the strength of Your love for me.
Isaiah 61
1 The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,because the LORD has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,[a]
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
Matthew 11:28-30
30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Day 19: Letter to Someone That Pesters My Mind (Good or Bad)
Dear guy who buys Living Social coupon number 321 out of 472 and then expects to get his car detailed the next day:
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? REALLY?? Please, by all means, call Living Social to get your money back.
And by the way? Good luck with that!
All my love,
Sharon
<I really don't have anyone or anything that pesters my mind. It's a pretty easy-going life I live! I'm answering phones for Ken and Nicole's detailing business while they're at their conference in Vegas, and the Living Social ad hit two days before they left, so this is what's on my mind lately.>
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? REALLY?? Please, by all means, call Living Social to get your money back.
And by the way? Good luck with that!
All my love,
Sharon
<I really don't have anyone or anything that pesters my mind. It's a pretty easy-going life I live! I'm answering phones for Ken and Nicole's detailing business while they're at their conference in Vegas, and the Living Social ad hit two days before they left, so this is what's on my mind lately.>
Monday, June 20, 2011
Day 18: Letter to (or in this case FROM) the Person I Wish I Could Be
Dear Sharon,
Hi there! I'm the future you, the one you will be when you reach all of your hopes and dreams. I know it's wierd hearing from me, but I want you to know two things first of all: I love you and I believe in you.
So, let me tell you a little bit about myself, in all humility:
My first instinct in every situation is to turn to God. There is a part of me that is always tuned in to what Jesus would do or say in any given situation and I actually obey that prompting, right out of the gate.
I'm compassionate, even to those who don't deserve it, because I realize that there's always more to their story than I can see.
There is still a song in my head every minute of every day. And I'm still really good at making even the most secular-seeming song about God. :)
I'm doing that work that I always wanted to do - you know the thing He started in my heart way back in 2011 when I was out of work? It's become an amazing ministry and taken on a life of its own, all in His name and to His glory! Funny how the simple idea of running a retreat center could have turned into this! God is so amazing!
My home is still open to anyone in need. That was something that was always important in my life and I've been able to continue it through all of life's changes. I love people, as I always have, and I want them to feel comfortable in my home.And I still live simply, taking joy in life's simple pleasures. The gift of a spectacular sunrise or sunset, a drop of dew on a leaf, the sound of the ocean, the sight of the mountains, roses in springtime, children's laughter, family, friends, silence.
My kids and grandkids have grown into fine men and women; they are involved in their own ministries, some a part of mine and some not. But they always want to come back to see Grandma - and eat those famous chocolate chip cookies! (BTW: Parkay and Nestle have started sending me shipments of ingredients directly every few months! Sometimes they even donate them to my ministry.)
I'm loving and generous and never gossip. People know I hold their confidences closely and they feel safe talking to me.
I still study the Bible every day, and am in Bible study at church.
My husband (no, I won't tell you who he is!) and I are part of a group of married couples who have been meeting now for a few years, studying and applying our studies to our lives. We've become very close and we have helped each other through so many things; joyful and painful - all of lifes trials.
Well, Sharon, it was good to tell you about myself. I try hard not to talk too much about myself, but I know you really needed to know me, so I made an exception, just for you.
Again, I love you and I believe in you! You can do ALL things through Christ Who strengthens you!!!
Love,
Sharon
Hi there! I'm the future you, the one you will be when you reach all of your hopes and dreams. I know it's wierd hearing from me, but I want you to know two things first of all: I love you and I believe in you.
So, let me tell you a little bit about myself, in all humility:
My first instinct in every situation is to turn to God. There is a part of me that is always tuned in to what Jesus would do or say in any given situation and I actually obey that prompting, right out of the gate.
I'm compassionate, even to those who don't deserve it, because I realize that there's always more to their story than I can see.
There is still a song in my head every minute of every day. And I'm still really good at making even the most secular-seeming song about God. :)
I'm doing that work that I always wanted to do - you know the thing He started in my heart way back in 2011 when I was out of work? It's become an amazing ministry and taken on a life of its own, all in His name and to His glory! Funny how the simple idea of running a retreat center could have turned into this! God is so amazing!
My home is still open to anyone in need. That was something that was always important in my life and I've been able to continue it through all of life's changes. I love people, as I always have, and I want them to feel comfortable in my home.And I still live simply, taking joy in life's simple pleasures. The gift of a spectacular sunrise or sunset, a drop of dew on a leaf, the sound of the ocean, the sight of the mountains, roses in springtime, children's laughter, family, friends, silence.
My kids and grandkids have grown into fine men and women; they are involved in their own ministries, some a part of mine and some not. But they always want to come back to see Grandma - and eat those famous chocolate chip cookies! (BTW: Parkay and Nestle have started sending me shipments of ingredients directly every few months! Sometimes they even donate them to my ministry.)
I'm loving and generous and never gossip. People know I hold their confidences closely and they feel safe talking to me.
I still study the Bible every day, and am in Bible study at church.
My husband (no, I won't tell you who he is!) and I are part of a group of married couples who have been meeting now for a few years, studying and applying our studies to our lives. We've become very close and we have helped each other through so many things; joyful and painful - all of lifes trials.
Well, Sharon, it was good to tell you about myself. I try hard not to talk too much about myself, but I know you really needed to know me, so I made an exception, just for you.
Again, I love you and I believe in you! You can do ALL things through Christ Who strengthens you!!!
Love,
Sharon
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Day 17: Letter to Someone From My Childhood
The set-up: To my best recollection, there were 11 houses on our cul-de-sac, plus a couple of others across 3rd Ave, where kids lived. When my family moved in - Sharon, Bill, Shirl, Sandra, Sue -we found so many kids awaiting us! Clockwise around the street from our house there were, as I recall:
Kaylene
Debbie
Eugene
Nancy, Eric, Suzanne
Shelton, Reggie
Bob, Margie, Julie, Ann, Mary
Mark, Daniel
As time progressed, Debbie, Mark, and Daniel moved away and Rochelle, Rick, Roger, Stacy, Tracy-Ann, Brian, Todd, another Eric, and for a short time Lori, Chelsea, Adam, and occasionally Gina and Randy were added.
So here goes: a letter to the people from my childhood!
Dear North Seattle Neighborhood on 166th St NE,
Wasn't this the best neighborhood ever? Who could imagine this many kids in one place? And we all got along so well, for the most part! Sure, there were the scrabbles that most kids have, but oh, there were so many good times!
Do you remember:
Manhunt
Sleeping out in our backyard
Putting on shows
Our dinner bell
Kick the can
Red Rover
Baseball in the street
Guitar group
Singing in the gutter
Seven-Eleven and Prairie Market
Dollar movies at the Crest Theater
There were so many more memories.
We had our tragedies; I still mourn Shelton and know others do too. Several of "the parents" and some of the other kids have now passed as well.
But I loved our time together. We had an amazing friendship and an amazing childhood and young-adulthood.
I found my first best friend here. I found my first "real" crush. I went on my first date, learned to drive, watched my parents' divorce, saw the strength in my mom and her vulnerability for the first time.
I learned to cook, learned to sing in harmony, learned that friends aren't always friends and that bullies are always bullies.
I got my first job, learned to stick up for the underdog, and fell in love with John Denver, Helen Reddy, the Captain & Tenille, Chicago, and the Beach Boys
And through it all, we were tight. We laughed together, sang together, played together, fought together, and played at love together.
Thanks, neighborhood buddies. You shaped me and helped me to grow. You made me stronger than I would have been and you gave me lasting friendships.
I hope that you all are chasing your dreams, and finding love and light wherever you are. I will never be the same because of you.
Sharon
Kaylene
Debbie
Eugene
Nancy, Eric, Suzanne
Shelton, Reggie
Bob, Margie, Julie, Ann, Mary
Mark, Daniel
As time progressed, Debbie, Mark, and Daniel moved away and Rochelle, Rick, Roger, Stacy, Tracy-Ann, Brian, Todd, another Eric, and for a short time Lori, Chelsea, Adam, and occasionally Gina and Randy were added.
So here goes: a letter to the people from my childhood!
Dear North Seattle Neighborhood on 166th St NE,
Wasn't this the best neighborhood ever? Who could imagine this many kids in one place? And we all got along so well, for the most part! Sure, there were the scrabbles that most kids have, but oh, there were so many good times!
Do you remember:
Manhunt
Sleeping out in our backyard
Putting on shows
Our dinner bell
Kick the can
Red Rover
Baseball in the street
Guitar group
Singing in the gutter
Seven-Eleven and Prairie Market
Dollar movies at the Crest Theater
There were so many more memories.
We had our tragedies; I still mourn Shelton and know others do too. Several of "the parents" and some of the other kids have now passed as well.
But I loved our time together. We had an amazing friendship and an amazing childhood and young-adulthood.
I found my first best friend here. I found my first "real" crush. I went on my first date, learned to drive, watched my parents' divorce, saw the strength in my mom and her vulnerability for the first time.
I learned to cook, learned to sing in harmony, learned that friends aren't always friends and that bullies are always bullies.
I got my first job, learned to stick up for the underdog, and fell in love with John Denver, Helen Reddy, the Captain & Tenille, Chicago, and the Beach Boys
And through it all, we were tight. We laughed together, sang together, played together, fought together, and played at love together.
Thanks, neighborhood buddies. You shaped me and helped me to grow. You made me stronger than I would have been and you gave me lasting friendships.
I hope that you all are chasing your dreams, and finding love and light wherever you are. I will never be the same because of you.
Sharon
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Day 16: Someone Who's Not in Your State or Country
Dear Soldier,
I don't know you, but I pray for you. I appreciate you and that you are fighting for my freedom. I may not agree with the people who sent you to fight, but I will back you 100%.
I believe in you. I hope for you. I pray for your safe return and that you will heal from the atrocities you've witnessed and the experiences you've had.
I hope that when you return you are able to adjust back to this world we call normal. I hope that some day you will feel "normal" again. I hope that your loved ones are doing well while you are gone and also stand behind you. They are your lifeline.
I have no idea what you have gone through, dear Soldier, and I know that you had no idea what you were getting into. I know that I will not have to know these things personally because you stand between. You stand firm. Thank you for taking a stand.
Know that you are in my prayers. Know that I love and appreciate you.
May God bless you, dear Soldier, and give you peace.
Sharon
I don't know you, but I pray for you. I appreciate you and that you are fighting for my freedom. I may not agree with the people who sent you to fight, but I will back you 100%.
I believe in you. I hope for you. I pray for your safe return and that you will heal from the atrocities you've witnessed and the experiences you've had.
I hope that when you return you are able to adjust back to this world we call normal. I hope that some day you will feel "normal" again. I hope that your loved ones are doing well while you are gone and also stand behind you. They are your lifeline.
I have no idea what you have gone through, dear Soldier, and I know that you had no idea what you were getting into. I know that I will not have to know these things personally because you stand between. You stand firm. Thank you for taking a stand.
Know that you are in my prayers. Know that I love and appreciate you.
May God bless you, dear Soldier, and give you peace.
Sharon
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Day 15: Letter to the Person I Miss the Most
See Days 11 and 13...I really, really miss Grandma and Grandpa and Debi.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Day 14: Letter to Someone I've Drifted Away From
Dear Michele,
What is this thing that keeps happening with us? You and Mark are two of my favorite people in the world and we just can't seem to find time to get together. Yet I know that when we do get together it will be like we were never apart.
I hope everything is going well with you two. I know life's been rough these past few years, but you always stay so positive and upbeat. That's one of the things I love most about you.
I really want to hear about your latest travels. The photos look like a really great time. We can compare cruise notes!
I miss you, my friend, and wish you the best always. You are in my prayers.
Lots of love,
Sharon
What is this thing that keeps happening with us? You and Mark are two of my favorite people in the world and we just can't seem to find time to get together. Yet I know that when we do get together it will be like we were never apart.
I hope everything is going well with you two. I know life's been rough these past few years, but you always stay so positive and upbeat. That's one of the things I love most about you.
I really want to hear about your latest travels. The photos look like a really great time. We can compare cruise notes!
I miss you, my friend, and wish you the best always. You are in my prayers.
Lots of love,
Sharon
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Day 13: Letter To Someone I Want Forgiveness From
Dear Grandma,
I am so sorry I hurt you. You see, when Grandpa died, I couldn't take it. It seemed to be the last in a long string of abandonments by people who should have never left me and I just couldn't risk another one. So I withdrew from you. I was not available emotionally, when we had been so close before. I just shut down.
Now, looking back, I can see the reasons. I know what I was going through and I have empathy and compassion for that younger me. But you didn't know. You were in pain of your own and needed me to be there for you.
It wasn't my place to take all of your burdens on my shoulders; I know that. But I shouldn't have pulled away from you. You see, I knew you would probably die soon, and I just couldn't stand the thought of losing you. So I left you rather than letting you leave me.
I was young and immature and too self-aware. Definitely not aware of others' needs, just my own.
I didn't know I wanted or needed your forgiveness then, and I can't ask for it now. But I know you have already forgiven me and when I see you again it will be a time filled with joy.
I love you, Grandma,
Sharon
I am so sorry I hurt you. You see, when Grandpa died, I couldn't take it. It seemed to be the last in a long string of abandonments by people who should have never left me and I just couldn't risk another one. So I withdrew from you. I was not available emotionally, when we had been so close before. I just shut down.
Now, looking back, I can see the reasons. I know what I was going through and I have empathy and compassion for that younger me. But you didn't know. You were in pain of your own and needed me to be there for you.
It wasn't my place to take all of your burdens on my shoulders; I know that. But I shouldn't have pulled away from you. You see, I knew you would probably die soon, and I just couldn't stand the thought of losing you. So I left you rather than letting you leave me.
I was young and immature and too self-aware. Definitely not aware of others' needs, just my own.
I didn't know I wanted or needed your forgiveness then, and I can't ask for it now. But I know you have already forgiven me and when I see you again it will be a time filled with joy.
I love you, Grandma,
Sharon
Monday, June 13, 2011
Day 12: To Someone Who Caused Me a Lot of Pain
When you left me I was totally unprepared. Sure, I knew that you would leave eventually - they always do. But I had no idea it would be so soon, or how much it would hurt. Unbearable pain...but somehow I got through it.
Sure, there were signs, but I couldn't believe it was really happening to me. There'd be some pain, and I'd deal with it and move on, then out of nowhere I'd be overcome again. And the more time that passed, the worse the pain got. It seemed like I'd barely catch my breath and there you be again, clamoring for my attention.
And then to think that I turned around and did it again. With the same agonizing result! Who would ever believe someone would let themself in for that kind of thing twice?
And all the tears I've cried over you the two of you! You'll never know how many.
But, come to think of it, the tears were mostly joyful. And the joy SO outweighs the pain. In fact, the pain was wiped out the moment I first held you in my arms, my darling daughters!
Those were the most painful hours of my life...but with the most unbelieveably beautiful results.
And all the years since then have only proceeded to get better.
Love,
Mom
Sure, there were signs, but I couldn't believe it was really happening to me. There'd be some pain, and I'd deal with it and move on, then out of nowhere I'd be overcome again. And the more time that passed, the worse the pain got. It seemed like I'd barely catch my breath and there you be again, clamoring for my attention.
And then to think that I turned around and did it again. With the same agonizing result! Who would ever believe someone would let themself in for that kind of thing twice?
And all the tears I've cried over you the two of you! You'll never know how many.
But, come to think of it, the tears were mostly joyful. And the joy SO outweighs the pain. In fact, the pain was wiped out the moment I first held you in my arms, my darling daughters!
Those were the most painful hours of my life...but with the most unbelieveably beautiful results.
And all the years since then have only proceeded to get better.
Love,
Mom
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Day 11: Letter to a Deceased Person
Dear Debi,
Oh Deb, I miss you so much!
First of all, I have to apologize. I have not kept up with your kids like you would have wanted. I have no excuse. I let my own life get in the way and I'm so sorry. I am in touch with them now, and I'm working to stay in their lives. David's got D living with him, and he's helping him get his feet under him. He had a little trouble, but he's doing better now and I think David will be a good influence. (Did I really just say that?)
Jeannae is so sweet; she hasn't lost the "all about me" thing, but she's less aggressive about it. It's still all about her, but she's comical about it - as long as it's still all about her. You'd get a kick out of her!
And Breanna is still our quiet girl, but no longer so shy. She's in school, she's got a plan, and she's going for it.
Alvin's done a good job, as well as he could without you there.
Beth is married and has two babies now. You'd really like her husband and you'd love the boys! Beth is absolutely the best mom I've ever seen. She's definitely found her calling! And she is such a strong, amazing woman.
Our little Colie just got married a month ago...I can hardly believe it! You'd be so proud of her. She got through the difficult stage (her first 19 years) and has turned into the most wonderful young woman.
You know, Sis, I sure have missed you. You were a much needed dose of reality for me, as well as someone to just have a great time with!
Oh, and the kitchen in the Renton house is still painted the way we did it! Ashley emailed me to let me know she'd seen it just the other day. Remember that long weekend and how tired we were? Oh, but what a good time we had! And didn't the kitchen look wonderful when we were done? Well, we thought it did, anyway!
Debi, I'm not sure I ever told you how much you meant to me...but I know you knew. I couldn't have asked for a better sister-in-law and friend.
I wish you were still here...but I know you'll be waiting when I get there. I'll see you then.
Love you,
Sharon
Oh Deb, I miss you so much!
First of all, I have to apologize. I have not kept up with your kids like you would have wanted. I have no excuse. I let my own life get in the way and I'm so sorry. I am in touch with them now, and I'm working to stay in their lives. David's got D living with him, and he's helping him get his feet under him. He had a little trouble, but he's doing better now and I think David will be a good influence. (Did I really just say that?)
Jeannae is so sweet; she hasn't lost the "all about me" thing, but she's less aggressive about it. It's still all about her, but she's comical about it - as long as it's still all about her. You'd get a kick out of her!
And Breanna is still our quiet girl, but no longer so shy. She's in school, she's got a plan, and she's going for it.
Alvin's done a good job, as well as he could without you there.
Beth is married and has two babies now. You'd really like her husband and you'd love the boys! Beth is absolutely the best mom I've ever seen. She's definitely found her calling! And she is such a strong, amazing woman.
Our little Colie just got married a month ago...I can hardly believe it! You'd be so proud of her. She got through the difficult stage (her first 19 years) and has turned into the most wonderful young woman.
You know, Sis, I sure have missed you. You were a much needed dose of reality for me, as well as someone to just have a great time with!
Oh, and the kitchen in the Renton house is still painted the way we did it! Ashley emailed me to let me know she'd seen it just the other day. Remember that long weekend and how tired we were? Oh, but what a good time we had! And didn't the kitchen look wonderful when we were done? Well, we thought it did, anyway!
Debi, I'm not sure I ever told you how much you meant to me...but I know you knew. I couldn't have asked for a better sister-in-law and friend.
I wish you were still here...but I know you'll be waiting when I get there. I'll see you then.
Love you,
Sharon
Day 10: Letter to Someone I Don't Talk To As Much As I'd Like
Dear Cathy,
I know I don't talk to you as often as I should and it's definitely not as often as I'd like. Life gets in the way and I can't just "drop in", since you live two hours or more away - although I did do that once, didn't I?
But I want you to know how much I value your friendship. You and Eric and Cody and Emily, are like family to me and I love the time I spend with you. You are the supreme hosts; you make sure everyone and everything is taken care of any time we are there.
Your door is always open, far away as it is, and that is truly a comfort to me.
The girls' weekends at the condo are fabulous and you have no idea how much I look forward to that each year.
Cath, you're just all-around one of my favorite friends and I miss you a lot.
Love ya', sister!
Sharon
I know I don't talk to you as often as I should and it's definitely not as often as I'd like. Life gets in the way and I can't just "drop in", since you live two hours or more away - although I did do that once, didn't I?
But I want you to know how much I value your friendship. You and Eric and Cody and Emily, are like family to me and I love the time I spend with you. You are the supreme hosts; you make sure everyone and everything is taken care of any time we are there.
Your door is always open, far away as it is, and that is truly a comfort to me.
The girls' weekends at the condo are fabulous and you have no idea how much I look forward to that each year.
Cath, you're just all-around one of my favorite friends and I miss you a lot.
Love ya', sister!
Sharon
Friday, June 10, 2011
How To Read My 30 Day Challenge
My friend Sue (as opposed to my sister Sue) told me today that she misses the letters I used to write. For about 5 years I sent out a letter - sometimes once a week, sometimes once a quarter - about what I had been going through and what I had learned from what I'd done. I printed them out and mailed them to about 50 of my closest friends. I did this specifically because no one gets mail anymore.
I have started blogging because, even though I like the idea of mailing letters, I can no longer afford to do so. I have plenty of paper, but not enough stamps, envelopes, and printer ink to carry on the tradition. (This is not a bid for donations, so please don't take it that way.)
I recently started writing again in this blog and then I came across THE CHALLENGE. So, while you are free to just read these letters and take them at face value, I would encourage you to read them the same way as you would have in my regular letters. Because they are really the same thing.
They are letters based on the things I have done in my life and the learning and knowledge I have attained through my actions.
I hope that you can glean from my learning! For instance, the last letter (to someone I wish to meet) would have been MUCH different 10 years ago. And as for the poor lady on the side of the road, I would have noticed her, judged her and dismissed her. I never would have thought to write a letter to her, let alone felt any remorse for my inaction. I'm not saying this in a proud way, just as an example of the growth I've experienced.
I am so thankful that God is turning my heart to look outward. And any lesson you can learn from my experience may be helpful in your own life, or it may at least be an encouragement to you. I know that going through something yourself is the best way to learn, but maybe I can provide some idea of how to do that.
At least you will know that I am praying for you and rooting for you as you work your way through the tangles of life!
Love in Christ,
Sharon
I have started blogging because, even though I like the idea of mailing letters, I can no longer afford to do so. I have plenty of paper, but not enough stamps, envelopes, and printer ink to carry on the tradition. (This is not a bid for donations, so please don't take it that way.)
I recently started writing again in this blog and then I came across THE CHALLENGE. So, while you are free to just read these letters and take them at face value, I would encourage you to read them the same way as you would have in my regular letters. Because they are really the same thing.
They are letters based on the things I have done in my life and the learning and knowledge I have attained through my actions.
I hope that you can glean from my learning! For instance, the last letter (to someone I wish to meet) would have been MUCH different 10 years ago. And as for the poor lady on the side of the road, I would have noticed her, judged her and dismissed her. I never would have thought to write a letter to her, let alone felt any remorse for my inaction. I'm not saying this in a proud way, just as an example of the growth I've experienced.
I am so thankful that God is turning my heart to look outward. And any lesson you can learn from my experience may be helpful in your own life, or it may at least be an encouragement to you. I know that going through something yourself is the best way to learn, but maybe I can provide some idea of how to do that.
At least you will know that I am praying for you and rooting for you as you work your way through the tangles of life!
Love in Christ,
Sharon
Day 9: Letter to Someone I Wish I Could Meet
Dear Man of My Dreams (a.k.a. My Prince),
I hope this letter finds you well. I know that you are perfect for me, because I have been praying for you for a long time. Not only that I would finally meet you, but that you would be ready at the perfect time to have the perfect relationship. Oh, I'm not saying I'm perfect, or that you are, just that we'll be the perfect fit for each other. Like those corny broken-heart necklaces, that when you put them together they make a whole heart.
I pray that you will be a man of God, first and foremost. I pray that you will be the strong leader of our family. I pray that I will feel secure with you. I pray that I will be able to entrust you with my life, my livelihood, my heart, and my love. I pray that you will make me a partner in life; that we would set goals and reach them together. I pray that we will follow God's path for our life together, keeping Him first and each other second always.
I pray that you will be a strong example and mentor for my sons-in-law and grandsons. I pray that you will cherish my daughters (and granddaughters when I have them) as I do. And I pray the same for you with your own children and grandchildren, if you have them.
I pray that we will make beautiful music together...literally! I want to sing with you and know that you love the way we sound. And I want you to sing me my song without me having to tell you what it is...(I know that's cheating, but a woman can dream!).
I don't know when or how we'll meet, but until we do: keep growing strong in the Lord. Love Him with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength. And I will be doing the same.There are so many more things I dream of when I think of you, but I think that's enough for now.
Yours always,
Sharon
I hope this letter finds you well. I know that you are perfect for me, because I have been praying for you for a long time. Not only that I would finally meet you, but that you would be ready at the perfect time to have the perfect relationship. I pray that you will be a man of God, first and foremost. I pray that you will be the strong leader of our family. I pray that I will feel secure with you. I pray that I will be able to entrust you with my life, my livelihood, my heart, and my love. I pray that you will make me a partner in life; that we would set goals and reach them together. I pray that we will follow God's path for our life together, keeping Him first and each other second always.
I pray that you will be a strong example and mentor for my sons-in-law and grandsons. I pray that you will cherish my daughters (and granddaughters when I have them) as I do. And I pray the same for you with your own children and grandchildren, if you have them.
I pray that we will make beautiful music together...literally! I want to sing with you and know that you love the way we sound. And I want you to sing me my song without me having to tell you what it is...(I know that's cheating, but a woman can dream!).
I don't know when or how we'll meet, but until we do: keep growing strong in the Lord. Love Him with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength. And I will be doing the same.There are so many more things I dream of when I think of you, but I think that's enough for now.
Yours always,
Sharon
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Day 8: Your Favorite Internet Friend
Well, I only have 1 person I talk to on the internet that I have never met, so:
Dear Melody,
I LOVE YOU!!! (But not in a creepy way.)
You and I have similar hearts. Just from the very little I've read of/from you in the past few days - has it really only been a week? - I feel connected and in agreement with you. I think that if we worked together or were neighbors, we would be good friends.
If you live near or are ever in the Seattle area, please let me know and we'll do lunch (FOR REAL, not just that thing you say).
I'm very interested to get to know you better as the month progresses, through the letters you are writing. And I want to thank you for the challenge. It's been really cleansing for me so far. Challenging, but good!
Here's to you, new friend!
Sharon
Dear Melody,
I LOVE YOU!!! (But not in a creepy way.)
You and I have similar hearts. Just from the very little I've read of/from you in the past few days - has it really only been a week? - I feel connected and in agreement with you. I think that if we worked together or were neighbors, we would be good friends.
If you live near or are ever in the Seattle area, please let me know and we'll do lunch (FOR REAL, not just that thing you say).
I'm very interested to get to know you better as the month progresses, through the letters you are writing. And I want to thank you for the challenge. It's been really cleansing for me so far. Challenging, but good!
Here's to you, new friend!
Sharon
Day 7: Letter To My Ex-Spouses
To Randy and David,
Thank you so much for the wonderful gifts you have given me in our daughters. They are the light of my life and I love them beyond words.
Thank you, too, for helping me to keep our ongoing relationships healthy and friendly. The girls have been much better off because of it.
Sharon
Thank you so much for the wonderful gifts you have given me in our daughters. They are the light of my life and I love them beyond words.
Thank you, too, for helping me to keep our ongoing relationships healthy and friendly. The girls have been much better off because of it.
Sharon
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Day 6: A Stranger I've Seen But Never Spoken To
Hello Stranger,
I wonder about you often.
I see you out with your walker, meandering slowly down the street, sometimes only moving a foot in 5 minutes.
Then I see you at the mall, slowly making your way through the food court.
Or I see you at the bus stop, patiently waiting.
And I wonder.
Who are you? Are you someone's mother, grandmother, or great-grandmother?
Are you ill, or just old? You're so fragile-looking to be out by your self; I wonder if someone is looking for you. Then, because you're out alone so often, I wonder why no one is there with you.
I wonder where you live. I wonder what you do besides walk. I wonder how you take care of yourself, and who cares for you.
But I've never stopped to ask. I've never stopped to introduce myself and meet you. I've never offered a ride, or asked if you were alright.
I just wonder.
And now I wonder why I haven't seen you in a while...?
And that gives me a lot to think about...
Sharon
I wonder about you often.
I see you out with your walker, meandering slowly down the street, sometimes only moving a foot in 5 minutes.
Then I see you at the mall, slowly making your way through the food court.
Or I see you at the bus stop, patiently waiting.
And I wonder.
Who are you? Are you someone's mother, grandmother, or great-grandmother?
Are you ill, or just old? You're so fragile-looking to be out by your self; I wonder if someone is looking for you. Then, because you're out alone so often, I wonder why no one is there with you.
I wonder where you live. I wonder what you do besides walk. I wonder how you take care of yourself, and who cares for you.
But I've never stopped to ask. I've never stopped to introduce myself and meet you. I've never offered a ride, or asked if you were alright.
I just wonder.
And now I wonder why I haven't seen you in a while...?
And that gives me a lot to think about...
Sharon
Monday, June 6, 2011
Day 5: A Letter to My Dreams
Dear Dreams,
When I was a child, you were such simple things: I dreamed of being a teacher or a librarian, and most of all of being a Mama. All of those dreams have come true, just not in the way I expected.
I'm the Mama of three darling girls and "Mom" to countless of their friends. I've taught my children many things, and I've taught others from my own experiences and learning. I have my own private library of Christian reference materials that I am building book by book, file by file, and a music library that's hard for even me to believe!
Now that my children are grown and married and having children of their own, I find time to visit you again, dear Dreams.
I dream of someone to love and who will love me. I haven't been very successful in marriage to date, but still I dare to dream.
I dream of running a Christian retreat center; providing the surroundings, the tools, and the support needed so that people can concentrate fully on their time with God.
I dream of living in a small town, being a part of the unhurried, traffic-free, supportive community of small-town life, where people care and are involved in each other's lives.
I don't know how I'll get there, it all seems so far away. But I hold onto you, Dreams.
My dearest Dreams, you are so important in my life! Without you, how would God communicate hope? What outlet would there be for my imagination? And as long as you are in line with God's will for my life, how will He deny me, whom He loves so dearly?
Well, I'm off to bed now, sweet Dreams. I'll see you soon!
Love,
Sharon
When I was a child, you were such simple things: I dreamed of being a teacher or a librarian, and most of all of being a Mama. All of those dreams have come true, just not in the way I expected.
I'm the Mama of three darling girls and "Mom" to countless of their friends. I've taught my children many things, and I've taught others from my own experiences and learning. I have my own private library of Christian reference materials that I am building book by book, file by file, and a music library that's hard for even me to believe!
Now that my children are grown and married and having children of their own, I find time to visit you again, dear Dreams.
I dream of someone to love and who will love me. I haven't been very successful in marriage to date, but still I dare to dream.
I dream of running a Christian retreat center; providing the surroundings, the tools, and the support needed so that people can concentrate fully on their time with God.
I dream of living in a small town, being a part of the unhurried, traffic-free, supportive community of small-town life, where people care and are involved in each other's lives.
I don't know how I'll get there, it all seems so far away. But I hold onto you, Dreams.
My dearest Dreams, you are so important in my life! Without you, how would God communicate hope? What outlet would there be for my imagination? And as long as you are in line with God's will for my life, how will He deny me, whom He loves so dearly?
Well, I'm off to bed now, sweet Dreams. I'll see you soon!
Love,
Sharon
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Day 4: Letter to My Siblings
To my sisters:
S - Synchronicity:
Different lifestyles, different personalities, different likes and dislikes, and perfect harmony (most of the time!).
I - Irrepressible joy:
I love it when we get together and get to giggling over something. It's just so delightful to feel that connection with you!
S - Synergy:
It's so much more fun to do things together. We get more done and have a better time doing it. And we don't even mind the hard work.
T - True Love:
The relationship between us shows off love at its best. It's unconditionally accepting, wholly embracing, and genuinely genuine love.
E - Edifying relationships:
We each inspire the others to be better people.
R - Real life: You're there for me when life gets real. No matter what, I always know I can count on you!
I love you!
Sharon
P.S. I also have a brother, whom I love, but any letter I write to him needs to be private as we have some things to work out. I will do that seperately and may or may not send it to him. But I WILL write it, I promise!
P.P.S. I am loving this challenge! It not only hones my writing skills, but also makes me think more deeply. It's a very cleansing process and I'm enjoying the things that are being brought to my attention and I am most of all loving the fact that I'm DEALING with some stuff!
S - Synchronicity:
Different lifestyles, different personalities, different likes and dislikes, and perfect harmony (most of the time!).
I - Irrepressible joy:
I love it when we get together and get to giggling over something. It's just so delightful to feel that connection with you!
S - Synergy:
It's so much more fun to do things together. We get more done and have a better time doing it. And we don't even mind the hard work.
T - True Love:
The relationship between us shows off love at its best. It's unconditionally accepting, wholly embracing, and genuinely genuine love.
E - Edifying relationships:
We each inspire the others to be better people.
R - Real life: You're there for me when life gets real. No matter what, I always know I can count on you!
I love you!
Sharon
P.S. I also have a brother, whom I love, but any letter I write to him needs to be private as we have some things to work out. I will do that seperately and may or may not send it to him. But I WILL write it, I promise!
P.P.S. I am loving this challenge! It not only hones my writing skills, but also makes me think more deeply. It's a very cleansing process and I'm enjoying the things that are being brought to my attention and I am most of all loving the fact that I'm DEALING with some stuff!
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Letter #3: My Parent
Hi Dad,
I wish I had known you better. Looking back as an adult, I can see why you thought that I didn't want to see you anymore. But you were wrong. I was only thirteen and no thirteen year old wants to be with her parents when there are friends to be with and adventures to have. And especially when that parent lives far enough away that I couldn't have a normal life on "your" weekends.
But you should have kept trying. I wish you had been aware enough to figure it out. You were the adult; I was only a kid - even if I was the oldest. And by the time I was old enough to value time spent with you, you had other interests and other people who were more important to you.
I know we had some good times together over the years, especially out at Greenwater. That was the place I loved most to be. I felt safe there, and comfortable, and secure. I wonder why THAT was the place I felt most secure, don't you...?
It was only an old mildewing double-wide trailer, but I loved it. It was wonderful to have the family there, playing cards, laughing, eating, carrying on. But even there, you would go meet your friends rather than spend time with us. Didn't you know that you were the reason we were there?
Did you know that most of your friends didn't even know you had children? How do you never mention your five children to your friends??
Anyway, I'm not writing this to accuse you, but to let you know that I learned something from your actions. And I was able to save another man from making the same mistake with his kids.
I'm glad that you are a Christian and that I will see you again in heaven. I hope to let you know that I have forgiven your shortcomings and that I hope you will forgive me for not trying harder when I was an adult. I also want you to know that any wounds I carried from my childhood have been healed. God is so good. He is now the father to me that you didn't know how to be.
And I wish I had told you that I loved you that last Christmas. It was on the tip of my tongue and I didn't have the nerve to say the words. Because, you see, we don't say that in our family. It might make someone uncomfortable.
You'll be happy to know that I tell my kids I love them all the time. And they tell me the same, no matter who can hear them.
I wish you were here to see what fine young people your grandchildren have turned out to be. And I wish you had known what outstanding people all five of your children are. I think you caught a glimpse but were afraid to get too close, and that makes me sad.
I don't really know what else to say. You missed a lot. And I did, too.
I hope heaven looks just like Greenwater. I'll see you when I get there, Dad.
I love you,
Sharon
I wish I had known you better. Looking back as an adult, I can see why you thought that I didn't want to see you anymore. But you were wrong. I was only thirteen and no thirteen year old wants to be with her parents when there are friends to be with and adventures to have. And especially when that parent lives far enough away that I couldn't have a normal life on "your" weekends.
But you should have kept trying. I wish you had been aware enough to figure it out. You were the adult; I was only a kid - even if I was the oldest. And by the time I was old enough to value time spent with you, you had other interests and other people who were more important to you.
I know we had some good times together over the years, especially out at Greenwater. That was the place I loved most to be. I felt safe there, and comfortable, and secure. I wonder why THAT was the place I felt most secure, don't you...?
It was only an old mildewing double-wide trailer, but I loved it. It was wonderful to have the family there, playing cards, laughing, eating, carrying on. But even there, you would go meet your friends rather than spend time with us. Didn't you know that you were the reason we were there?
Did you know that most of your friends didn't even know you had children? How do you never mention your five children to your friends??
Anyway, I'm not writing this to accuse you, but to let you know that I learned something from your actions. And I was able to save another man from making the same mistake with his kids.
I'm glad that you are a Christian and that I will see you again in heaven. I hope to let you know that I have forgiven your shortcomings and that I hope you will forgive me for not trying harder when I was an adult. I also want you to know that any wounds I carried from my childhood have been healed. God is so good. He is now the father to me that you didn't know how to be.
And I wish I had told you that I loved you that last Christmas. It was on the tip of my tongue and I didn't have the nerve to say the words. Because, you see, we don't say that in our family. It might make someone uncomfortable.
You'll be happy to know that I tell my kids I love them all the time. And they tell me the same, no matter who can hear them.
I wish you were here to see what fine young people your grandchildren have turned out to be. And I wish you had known what outstanding people all five of your children are. I think you caught a glimpse but were afraid to get too close, and that makes me sad.
I don't really know what else to say. You missed a lot. And I did, too.
I hope heaven looks just like Greenwater. I'll see you when I get there, Dad.
I love you,
Sharon
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