FIT@50 \ week 14
Thursday night at a family birthday supper my niece said how odd it looked to see a wedding ring on my hand. I said it throws me off balance. Then I thought about what I said.
There’s a weight associated with this ring. It’s called balance.
To shift from decades of doing what I wanted, when I wanted to coordinating daily calendars for meeting the needs of the family took balance. Shifting gears from an “I want” to “We need” has been easier than I would’ve led Liliana Hart to believe (don’t tell her though.)
Balance is the key.
The day after the wedding, we both returned to our regular Monday schedules. There was work to be done after all. Our pastor (who said being tagged in one of our post was a never ending series of alerts) talked about celebrating marriage and carving out the time to honor it.
This week we unplugged and headed out of town for the weekend. It rained, so the pool, the beach and the outdoors we both enjoy were taken off the table. Instead, we goofed off, avoided talking about work or business and never once cautioned the other about eating dessert for breakfast.
Balance is what we found.
FIT@50 \ week 7
I stood watch all night as poor kiddo was in and out of the bathroom.
Watching from the foot of his bed I realized how easy it was to know when to react based on his body’s movements of feeling distressed.
Being FIT requires an ability to guard against the things in life not so obvious.
Things such as gossip and harsh words against your character. While you don’t have control over when or what naysayers slander you, you do have the control over your actions.
It’s vital to eliminate false & harmful comments from your daily speak. Your negativity might harm another if those words travel, but it definitely injures you the moment you spew it.
Be positive or at the least, just be silent. Stand Guard!
FIT@50 \ week 6
Today is Max’s birthday.
This picture becomes more special to me each year. It was taken moments after he arrived—perfect.
There was no Down syndrome, no mental, physical, emotional or social challenges in this picture. There was no speech therapy, physical therapy or occupational therapy in this picture. There was no blame or shame in this picture.
There was also no idea about the joy of God’s merciful blessing in this picture. There was no shift in my life’s priorities in this picture. There was no worldwide community of physical or virtual supporters in this picture. There was not the man you know me to be today in this picture.
Today is Max’s birthday.
This picture was taken moments after he arrived—perfect.
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This week honors Emergency Dispatchers – the life lines who answer frantic 9-1-1 calls, dispatches officers to the scene and records the funny or painful details of each call for service. Often unsung, Emergency Communications Operators are the true heroes – Hug a Police Dispatcher – Do it today