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June 24, 2013: ordinary-people-doing-extraordinary-things
I admire extraordinary people. Let me clarify. I admire
ordinary people who have accomplished above-ordinary feats. Extraordinary.
Many types of admirable qualities fall within this class of
people: Showing perseverance in
conquering a fear or quest, accomplishing great things with the blessing of a
second chance, or overcoming obstacles with courage. All of these qualities exemplify the best in class.
I do have dreams of writing a book one day. I want to write
a collection of stories on extraordinary people. True stories about real people
who fit my vision of extraordinary. I make mental notes of special people I
have met along the way in this fun journey of life. Some are chance encounters and others, lifelong friendships. Their life stories are
those I want to share.
A friend who grew up with nothing, but accomplished great
things; both in her professional life and in her long lasting marriage. I tell
her story often as a comparison to those born with a silver spoon; access to
everything, want for nothing, and no self-motivation. My friend forged forward
over every hurdle put in front of her. Dedication. Drive. Love.
A homeless man who became victim to alcohol. Given a second chance, he gained sobriety and
later became director of the homeless shelter. He paid it forward for years; working
to ensure shelter, food, and second chances for those living in his past
demise. Inspiration. Guts. Faith.
My mom sent me a CD she burned with her favorite songs. One
of the songs was Susan Boyle’s coming out song on 2009 Britains have Talent. This frumpy lady took the stage that year to quiet giggles and cynical looks. Then
she belted out a song with the most incredible vocals; an exceptional rendition to “I
Dreamed a Dream”.
After listening to the forgotten solo, I pulled the You-Tube video to watch it again. This video never gets old. And then I cried. I felt immense joy for this seemingly
ordinary woman. The mocking smiles of the crowd were gone; replaced with a
roaring standing ovation. Success. Talent. Courage.
I love a happy ending. I'm always rooting for the underdog. And I'm a believer in second chances. I can't wait to write the book.
A picture is worth a thousand words. But let's start with six...
"And they lived happily ever after..."
I bought this little sign more than seven years ago. It caught my eye at Target while shopping for milk and kitty litter on a weekday school night. The boys were in varying grades in school and I was single-handedly running my daily household.
Recently divorced, I was also dating a man from Denver. Garrett. Our relationship felt like forever, but the 550 miles between our homes was a stark reminder that our long-distance relationship was more like a fairytale than reality. We were reminded of this frequently by the people who knew us best.
"Guard your heart. Long distance relationships rarely work out."
"You are both good people, so be realistic in where this is going."
But the funny thing about love is that no matter how practical-minded or mature your mindset, your heart guides you to places that are scary to others, but quite comfortable for you…
I vividly remember being asked as a child to describe what I hoped to have accomplished by age fifty. This thought was inconceivable to my young mind.
"Fifty? That's ancient!" or something close to that was my roadblock to answering this question. So I answered with the stereotypical; married with children and grandchildren, living in a comfy home and....knitting by the fire??
But here I am almost to this milestone. The big one. So what are my thoughts now with my more mature forty-nine-year-old mind?
"I made it!!!!! YES!"
Yep, I'm thrilled. I can truly say that I have never dreaded a birthday or wished to be young again. Every wrinkle is earned and with every new ache, a reminder to enjoy the good health I have today. Reversal is not an option.
A wise person once told me that getting older was much better than the alternative. I have always held this thought close to heart. Every day really is a blessing.
This birthday will be celebrated taking in the bea…
Sorry about the cover picture. It's the best I had from our Top 10 day in Flagstaff. And in all honesty, I had to Google "Snapchat Filters" to figure out how to create this picture. Then...wahlah... I am a deer or a dog??
Garrett and I are in Flagstaff, checking it out. I am feeling like a senior in high school, touring schools and narrowing down final decisions. We are going through the same decision process. Kind of. No school, though. Basically trying to figure out commonality in where to live post-kids.
What we have found is this is an easier decision for Garrett. He has a master spreadsheet that lists comparison of cities in the US listed by major categories of importance to us...days of sunshine, inches of snow, recreation, cost of living, median home cost, etc...
Easy, peasy for Garrett. We can narrow down by a spreadsheet.
Sandy...not so much.
Our breakfast conversation was a nice point of clarity as we visited our city #2, Flagstaff, on the spreadsheet.