- sleeping under the comforting weight of heavy blankets
- waking up this morning knowing I'd slept a bit better and longer than I had in a while
- getting a good deal on some products for my laptop that I needed
- resettling and unpacking
- lit candles all over my bedroom
Monday, June 20, 2011
Daily 5 - Year 2, Day 308
Today's Daily 5:
Home again, home again
So, after two weeks off, I'm back at Grandma's tonight.
I got here in time to chat on the phone for a bit with a friend, and then watch The Bachelorette while I ate dinner and worked on unpacking and sorting belongings after being away for two weeks.
And now, now I'm cleaning, sorting and resting.
I put the closets that my grandma emptied a few weeks ago when the basement flooded back together, taking the time to sort through some of the items in them, and purge a few things.
I have candles lit all over the room, and I sprayed a good chunk of the carpet with a natural deodorizer and antibacterial spray that I picked up a while back. I'm hoping the spray will help ease the smell that results when decades old carpet suddenly get flooded by nasty ground water. The candles also help with the coldness inherent to basement living, especially in the summer.
Basements are colder in the summer. In the winter, the whole house is cold, so the furnace kicks on regularly and makes the basement liveable. In the summer, the upstairs, where the furnace sensors are located, is warm, so the furnace doesn't kick on to the same degree. Basement living is definitely cold in the summer.
I'm puttering online, while trying to back up my laptop to a new external hard drive, and then waiting to do a few software upgrades as well.
I'm home again, whatever it is that means when one lives in a place where one only stays four days a week.
And, despite all the baggage that comes with it, I'm mostly glad to be here.
I got here in time to chat on the phone for a bit with a friend, and then watch The Bachelorette while I ate dinner and worked on unpacking and sorting belongings after being away for two weeks.
And now, now I'm cleaning, sorting and resting.
I put the closets that my grandma emptied a few weeks ago when the basement flooded back together, taking the time to sort through some of the items in them, and purge a few things.
I have candles lit all over the room, and I sprayed a good chunk of the carpet with a natural deodorizer and antibacterial spray that I picked up a while back. I'm hoping the spray will help ease the smell that results when decades old carpet suddenly get flooded by nasty ground water. The candles also help with the coldness inherent to basement living, especially in the summer.
Basements are colder in the summer. In the winter, the whole house is cold, so the furnace kicks on regularly and makes the basement liveable. In the summer, the upstairs, where the furnace sensors are located, is warm, so the furnace doesn't kick on to the same degree. Basement living is definitely cold in the summer.
I'm puttering online, while trying to back up my laptop to a new external hard drive, and then waiting to do a few software upgrades as well.
I'm home again, whatever it is that means when one lives in a place where one only stays four days a week.
And, despite all the baggage that comes with it, I'm mostly glad to be here.
Daily 5 - Year 2, Day 307
Today's Daily 5:
- a very lazy morning, dozing and resting after several rough nights in a row
- tasty leftovers in the fridge for lunch
- the wonderful smell of fabric softener on clean sheets and towels
- a good evening with family, laughing and talking and catching up after being apart for a few weeks
- treats (my favorite string cheese from Wisconsin - the best string cheese in all the world, and mini Almond Joy bars) brought home by my parents
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Daily 5 - Year 2, Day 306
Today's Daily 5:
- back at yoga after a month off because of various health issues
- chicken fingers and french fries for lunch (comfort food, baby)
- first trip to a newly reopened farmers market and buying cupcakes
- hanging out with my sister-in-law L all afternoon/evening
- buying some cute sandals for summer
One Word 2011 - Halfway
Alece has reminded all of us that we are now half-way through the living of our 2011 One Words.
So, it's time for an update.
My 2011 One Word is "Heal".
It's a fascinating word, and it looks nothing like what I thought it might when the year began.
The first days of 2011 were a high. I'd just made some pivotal relational decisions that were resulting in a profound freedom. I'd been working on healing already, and was seeing progress. I think I started 2011 assuming that heal was going to be a victory lap, rather than a journey or a battle.
I was wrong.
It's been a journey. A long and hard one. One that at times is probably more accurately described as a battle.
Healing has required humility. A willingness to throw aside pride and admit how truly broken I've been.
It's required patience for a slow process instead of an instantaneous miracle.
It's required flexibility as changes have come, and new decisions have had to be made.
It hasn't looked anything like the victory lap that I thought it would be.
And yet, I'm seeing healing in new and deep and unexpected places.
Just in the last week, I've seen incredible glimpses of healing in my relationships with my brother and sister in law, and especially with my other brother. If you had told me that the sort of conversation I had with my brother J early this week was possible, I wouldn't have believed you. And yet, in a relationship that has been constantly marked by judgment, we had a conversation marked by grace. The kind of conversation where I closed the door behind him as he left and simply stood there, stunned.
God is being faithful, in the places in which I'm being deliberate in seeking in healing, and in the places in which I least expected it, to work this word out in my life. It doesn't look how I thought it might, and it has been hard, yet it has its own unique, painful, wonderful beauty and grace, and I'm so very thankful for that.
So, it's time for an update.
My 2011 One Word is "Heal".
It's a fascinating word, and it looks nothing like what I thought it might when the year began.
The first days of 2011 were a high. I'd just made some pivotal relational decisions that were resulting in a profound freedom. I'd been working on healing already, and was seeing progress. I think I started 2011 assuming that heal was going to be a victory lap, rather than a journey or a battle.
I was wrong.
It's been a journey. A long and hard one. One that at times is probably more accurately described as a battle.
Healing has required humility. A willingness to throw aside pride and admit how truly broken I've been.
It's required patience for a slow process instead of an instantaneous miracle.
It's required flexibility as changes have come, and new decisions have had to be made.
It hasn't looked anything like the victory lap that I thought it would be.
And yet, I'm seeing healing in new and deep and unexpected places.
Just in the last week, I've seen incredible glimpses of healing in my relationships with my brother and sister in law, and especially with my other brother. If you had told me that the sort of conversation I had with my brother J early this week was possible, I wouldn't have believed you. And yet, in a relationship that has been constantly marked by judgment, we had a conversation marked by grace. The kind of conversation where I closed the door behind him as he left and simply stood there, stunned.
God is being faithful, in the places in which I'm being deliberate in seeking in healing, and in the places in which I least expected it, to work this word out in my life. It doesn't look how I thought it might, and it has been hard, yet it has its own unique, painful, wonderful beauty and grace, and I'm so very thankful for that.
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