We are at the close of another year. It seems like no matter what I do, time just seems to go by faster and faster as I get older. I finally get what every adult was trying to tell me when I was a kid. Where’s the pause button?
I started off the beginning of the year with the same resolution that almost everyone else tries to adopt, a blank slate. Let’s just face it, this is unrealistic. I think the most important lesson I learned this past year is that life is really messy, but the shit you go through makes you who you are. Sometimes, it is just that, shit. It’s mind boggling, enraging and downright devastating. But we are resilient.
We pick up whatever pieces we can. We mend the broken seams. And then we grow. It is super easy to look back at the nice, rose colored memories and think of those things as our only defining moments. All the while, the lumps in our rugs are mountainous with the flaws we sweep under it. But it’s all of it, the good and the bad, that collectively make up our lives.
Let me predict a couple of things for 2018. There will be successes. There will be failures. The only new year’s resolution I am making is this: be comfortable and embrace who I am, lumps and all.
Oh, and stop eating so much candy.
“Yes We Can. Yes We Did. Yes We Can.” – President Barack Obama
This past weekend, I began an attempt to organize my office. I began recycling junk mail and creating a pile of papers I wanted to keep. But like all my other “attempts” tend to go, I got distracted when I found one of my old journals in the desk drawer.
I gladly picked it up and began to skim the pages. A bright red sticker with the words “I Voted” jumped out at me. There was a piece of blue construction paper glued onto the page with a folded up newspaper article tucked underneath. I slid out the article before I began reading the words I had written in 2008. (more…)
The room that I spent most my childhood was a little girl’s dream. The walls were artistically covered in soft pink and rose colored paint strokes. It was whimsical. Pretty little white frames held sweet images of flowers and Precious Moments characters. When I was an obnoxious pre-teen that thought she knew every thing about this world, I had the faces of boy bands plastered over the little girl pink walls. But even at that age, I was careful only to collect and display the best posters.
Quiet can be a reprieve from the crazy world. It can provide solace and comfort. Between words said, it can say the things that cannot be spoken. It is sometimes heavy and laced with dread, panic. It can be the answer and the unfulfilled question.
A happy birthday is in order for the youngest member of the Pen & Paper Society, Kendall.
She may be the youngest, but this girl is wise beyond her years as well as a kid at heart. She gets off easy this year by not turning 30 quite yet.
So, Allie and Stella challenge her to make a list of 30 new things to try before she’s 30 to the blog.
We wish you an amazing year full of wonderful surprises, new adventures and great friends and family.
Love, Allie & Stella
Every once in a while the perfect moment arrives to rain pleasantries on ones friends. This is one of those moments.
To our dearest friend Allie,
30 just allowed us another year of discovering what is so great about you!
In this year may you be,
Completely and perfectly and incandescently happy.
– Stella & Kendall