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Monday, June 15, 2009

It was the Week That Was!

It was the week that was!

It was the week that was! Busy beyond the number of hours in a day to complete anything. Each member of the family seemed to be in angst about something that was earth shattering (at least to them) and I heard all about it, detail after agonizing detail. It is now a blur in my foggy brain. The number of commitments and extra demands on my time overflowed from my day timer into my dreams at night. You know the kind where everything is out of control.

plan for today was a long to-do–list that would give me a sense of accomplishment at the end of the day. I would be a whirling dervish of activity. That was my intent.

My son paused before going to work to 'chat' and catch us up on The Wedding that he is an usher for on Saturday. He is the kind of guy you go to when you want something done. The groom knew who to ask and so his already full schedule was at panic speed. It has actually been a great learning experience; being part of the team, pitching in to help someone else’s special day be special, honouring a friendship.

Now it was time to fast forward my day and start on the to-do-list. Then….

My son on the coast called twice to chat. First to say, “Good morning Gorgeous”. ( That is his nickname for me when he is in a good place). He was up early preparing for his last exam of the term and called as he was going through the drive-thru to get his morning coffee. “Just checking in” on what’s been happening back home.

A couple of hours later he called to tell me his final mark on his term. 96%! He talked of the many opportunities that will open up for him. I am so proud of him. It’s not the high mark but the perseverance that he has shown over the last few years when whatever he tried did not satisfy his sense of self. Yet he chose to fail forward, learning something new every step of the way, character building.

Now it is time to make up for lost time and get to that to-do-list. Then….

My daughter wanted to process through a work relationship. She settled herself on my bed for 30 minutes or more and gave me a scene by scene reenactment of her discussion with a co-worker. Realizing that respect must be given first to someone in order to receive it yourself.

Now it is past noon and I can get dressed and brush my teeth...

It has been one of those precious days when being a mom has reminded me that relationships’ with my family are always more important than the mechanics of the day. Talking through the tense and uncertain events of my children’s lives helps them discover their priorities, their potential and empowers them to make sound decisions that impact them and the world around them.

Not one thing on my to-do list has been checked off and it is after 2 pm and I can accept that. I was being who God wanted me to be. I can be a doer this afternoon now that calm reigns in our world, for the moment. I think hugs and an open heart to show my love and support to my family will always be number one on my list. I think I will start writing it down so I can check it off with a sense of accomplishment.

PS: In reference to my last blog: “I am a Dagwood” (sandwich) I felt like a
“Spicy Pulled Pork” (sandwich) this week.

PPS: I will be introducing a new segment called “Sneak a Peak” in the next few days.
I will include pictures of my Valentine’s Tree and Easter Tree as promised and other tips.
I hope to share my favorite tidbits on decorating and repurposing loved and found objects in the days to come.

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