LIFE

A wonderful thought

Hubby and I are at our cabin.

Can’t wait to show you pictures of our new bedroom. It’s coming along and just kind of “coming together” without much over-analyzing.

We took a long drive yesterday and stopped at a cute coffee shop for lunch in a quant little town. It was the best BLT I’ve had in a long time.

On the way home I asked my husband how he thought I was doing. I was referring to my grieving process as my mother died about five months ago.

(By the way, will saying that ever not cause my eyes to tear-up?)

He said he thinks I’m coping just as one would want expect so early in the process.

My mother loved the fall and I looked forward every year to taking her on a color tour and stopping for lunch at some place quaint and cute.

So I’ve made it through summer and now I have fall. Each season brings its own set of memories I have to wade through and process.

I’m at the bunkhouse right now for my devotional time and I came across this in a book by one of my favorite inspirational authors, Grace Stoddard:

“Live at ten while you can. Time (and I would add, health, and circumstances), diminishes our options, but fight it.”

I am entering a new phase of life. While some doors are closing, others are opening.

The funny thing about doors though, is that it doesn’t matter how many close or open, we are still the ones turning the knob.

So live your life today as close to ten as you can. It’s your choice.

God bless and I hope you have a good day.