Discovering what love is one day at a time
Do you remember the game the “Farmer and the Dell”? “Hi-ho the derry-o the Farmer and the Dell, The Farmer picks a wife… the wife picks a child”, and so on and so forth... Everybody always wanted to be the Farmer, because then you knew you would be in the group. Nobody ever wanted to be the cheese, well, because the cheese stands alone…and goodness gracious no song is longer than that one when you are the last one picked, and you have to be separated from the group….alone, by yourself, with nobody.
You might be reading this because the title caused some curiosity, or because you agree, or not. You may just be bored and have stumbled upon it. No matter the case, I invite you to continue reading…
Have you ever fallen into discouragement? Have you ever found yourself focusing on the circumstances that got your mind and emotions trapped in that hole? Were you able to realize that while you were in that hole… the conversations that you have with yourself basically tear the ladder off the wall of the pit closing off your means of escape?...
Have you noticed, our physical posture is not a position, but instead it is a dynamic pattern of reflexes, habits and adaptive responses to anything that resists us to being more or less upright & functional?
The older my kids get, the less I know. I certainly have an opinion, and a desire for them, but answers I do not have.
I have been married to my wonderful husband for 22 years. We have two young men ages 18 and 13.. This blog is somewhat of a journal and attempt for me to keep a purposeful perspective on life as a whole.