Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Resting, Relaxing and Recovering

I like recovering from minor surgery. This is wierd, I know. (No comments from the peanut gallery, please.) I enjoy a forced rest, an excuse to relax. 

Yesterday morning, as a small snow storm was rolling into Chicago, I was taking deep breaths and fulling giving into my best friend, nitrous oxide. While I was aware of what was going on (dental implant), it helped me relax and made the time go by quickly.

And today, while enjoying a second day of rest, I am:

reading a fun British book, Maisie Dobbs
enjoying the snow falling outside my window
playing the word game, Ruzzle
drinking a milkshake
praying
taking lots of naps.

This afternoon, I am switching to Advil, as the pain pills make me super sleepy. Then, heading back into the book of Nehemiah, as I prepare for a speaking engagement. Would you pray with me, for God's clear direction?  
   

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

28 months in ...

Twenty eight months ago, (two years and four months) we moved to Chicago. We chose to live in the cool hipster neighborhood, Logan Square, rather than the suburbs. (Happily, close to our kids, until Christy moved to England.)

Moving is something I do well. I know, it is strange, as most people hate it. But I like the sorting and tossing, the organizing, the finding the new home, the settling and even, the creating a new life.

It usually takes me a year to find myself happily settled, with friends, a church, new doctor and dentist, knowing my way around etc.

I love creating a home.
But this move has been harder.  Living in the city has made it harder for me to meet friends my own age. It has taken me longer to create the life that I enjoy.

I was laying in bed this morning, surrounded by my usual companions (cup of tea, Bible, journal, calendar and my thoughts) when I realized that I was feeling overwhelmed
 
I am still catching up from our recent trip, but it is more than that. I have too much to do. I want to

skype with Boston Donna
have coffee with Chicago Donna
catch up with Shelly and Diane
see our neighbors
finishing prepping for a retreat speaking engagement
write thank you notes
prepare menus for lots of upcoming company
visit some WorldVenture missionaries    
(and my list went on and on)
 
And that is when it dawned on me ~ I like my life. It is a little busy and overwhelming right now ... but it is just the life I want.
 
Twenty eight months in ... I am finally home.


 

 

 

Friday, February 15, 2013

I do not like green eggs and spam

I do not like green eggs and spam,
I do not like them, Glenda I am.
I do not like them here or there,
I do not like them anywhere.

Spam comments on my blog have been so annoying lately. Since I have my comments sent to my e.mail, I see all of them and remove them right away. But it takes a lot of time. 

Is this happening at your site, as well? 

  

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Happy Valentine's Day

My Valentine

Taken last week in Cannon Beach, Oregon.

(Lucky me)

PS. Thanks for being my valentine for 35 years. I love you, babe!

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Madeleine L'Engle and the beach


Dave and I just spent  five days in Cannon Beach, Oregon. It is a beautiful spot and our cabin was right on the Pacific Ocean. Dave was teaching at Ecola Bible School. And I was reading. (and walking and drinking coffee.)

Every year I save a special book to bring to our cabin, with the ocean view and a beautiful fireplace. This year my guest was Madeleine L'Engle.


Listening for Madeleine: A Portrait of Madeleine L'Engle in Many Voices was a great beach read. It was not her first visit to this cabin. Several times I have brought her Crosswick Journals (a four part autobiography) and enjoyed them here.

But Listening for Madeleine is different (and wonderful). I am used to Madeleine's voice. This is 50 different voices speaking about her. Fascinating, for sure.

Her friends, family, other authors, the owner of her favorite restaurant, church members, children that knew her, etc. Fifty different voices speaking about ... Madeleine L'Engle. And speaking, I think, with honesty that doesn't always come, when you are still alive to read it.

I loved the book. It provided intimate and interesting insights into a smart and generous woman that I have long admired and always wanted to invite to my home for tea.

Well, I did have tea and she was a charming guest.

ps. I have been thinking all week ... what will 50 different people say about me, after I die. Thought provoking ...



 
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