Embrace the Fall: Make Lasting Memories – The Thankful Challenge

There is something wonderful about the expectation and anticipation that comes with each new season. I am always ready for the changing temperatures, the landscape’s natural redecoration, and the gathering of friends and family that go along with each season. Sometimes nature gets a little tricky, teasing and taunting us with glimpses of the next season before reminding us it’s not quite time yet. Even if it is just a glimpse, I know the new season is right around the corner. I bask in those warmer temperatures after a cold winter or find relief in the cooler temperatures after the dog days of summer.

Winter delivers the cold crisp air and the snowy (or mostly icy in NC) landscapes. Spring brings with it all the beautiful flowers and more moderate temperature (also pollen for which I am not so thankful, achoo!). Summer brings with it perfect beach weather. I really love the beach. Each season has its own unique character but there is something special about the Fall. The family gatherings are sweeter (Pumpkin pie? S’mores? Yes please!) and the warm tones of the season seem to wrap you like the snuggliest blanket. Everything about fall gives me feelings and memories of home, family, and good food.

In the busyness of life, the Fall season urges me to slow down, to take it all in. Go for a walk and watch the landscape as it transitions from brilliant green to vibrant red, orange, yellow, and purple. Fireplaces billow for the first time shaking off the dust that has settled since their last fire of winter. Scents of pumpkin spice and apple spice waft from every corner coffee shop. All of these scenes and scents together bring back so many memories from my childhood.

My friends and I loved going on hayrides under the backdrop of the beautiful fall trees before spending nights by the campfire. Who can forget the sticky s’mores, followed by the debate of who roasted the best marshmallow. (The slow roast to golden brown marshmallow is definitely the best.) Warm apple cider warmed our hands as we sat by the fire in the chill of the fall evening. Of course, someone had to tell a scary ghost story while their accomplice friend jumped out of the woods. But that was all part of the fun. I always expected that jump scare but somehow was never prepared for it. Some of my best memories were made spending time with friends by the glow of the campfire.

I am so thankful for all the memories of Fall from my youth. I am even more thankful for every chance I get to make new memories with my children. Now that my children are growing up and moving out of the house, I feel a new sense of urgency to make the most of every moment I have with them. It makes me think of the leaves falling off the trees urging me to make the most of fall memories before the winter arrives. Realizing time was growing short, we built a fire pit in our yard so friends can come over and create lifelong memories around their own “campfire.” The colorful leaves provide the perfect backdrop for the campfire as the sun begins to set. We’ve lost a few marshmallows to the fire pit but overall it’s been a great success. Graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate bars are always on hand to make sure we are ready at a moment’s notice.

When you have a moment, I encourage you to take some time to build your own campfire. Make your own fall memories. Even if they are not memories that last a lifetime, you will have a wonderful time making the most of time with friends and family. Enjoy Fall! Enjoy the sights and smells of the season. Make the most of the beautiful landscape before it disappears. How many memories have you made so far this fall? How many more can you make before the leaves are gone and winter is here? What is your favorite fall memory?

Please leave a comment with your favorite fall memory or ideas to make new memories.

23 Years After 9/11: Inspiring Acts of Kindness

23 Years After 9/11: Inspiring Acts of Kindness

9/11 was a tragic time in our history but also an amazing example of the human spirit and the capacity for people to care for others. I pray no one ever forgets the contributions of the men and women who made so many sacrifices for people they didn’t even know. The people working inside the buildings guiding others to safety, the first responders running toward the danger of the burning buildings, the search and recovery efforts, and all those who refused to give up showed superhuman strength and compassion.

Twenty three years have passed since that terrible day but it is still fresh in my mind, as I know it is for many. I remember watching the TV as the news anchors realized they were seeing a live feed of the second tower fall instead of a replay of the first tower going down. There was silence on air for a moment as everyone composed themselves. I watched in disbelief as I thought of all the people that would be affected by this attack. I remember frantically trying to get in touch with my parents in North Carolina to let them know I was safe. (My husband and I lived a short train ride from NYC and would visit often. We were not in the city that day but had been a few days before.) The phone lines were not functioning, cell phones or land lines. Outgoing calls were nearly impossible. There were no planes in the sky. Everything was grounded. The silence was unsettling.

My heart was breaking for the families of those that had loved ones in the city and around the towers. As I watched the media coverage over the next few days and mourned for our country, I began to notice something else, the amazing human spirit on display. The first responders, hospitals, clergy, and many others, were “just doing their job”, as they would say, but this was on a level that none of them had experienced before. They worked tirelessly many refusing to stop, standing in the rubble of the towers searching for the sound of anyone they could rescue. The bucket brigades were in full effect as they cleared the rubble bucket by bucket and one bucket at a time. One hundred and ten stories of each building piled on the ground. A seemingly insurmountable task but the rescuers and rescue efforts did not stop.

As the country began to pull together and resolve not to be bullied into submission by these terrible acts, something happened. There was an air of compassion for and from all those around us. The country was united, standing tall in our pride for country but also looking after each other. It is hard to put into words the feeling of knowing we all had each other’s backs. I was proud of our country knowing we were strong enough to rally together and care for each other instead of letting tragedy send us into a downward spiral.

We all still have this capacity to care for one another. We do not need a national tragedy to bring that caring to the forefront again. We are 23 years removed from the tragedy of 9/11 and our sense of community and pulling together as one nation has fallen down, tripped by our own good intentions. We may all have big ideas of what would work best to bring this country back together but what if we start at ground zero? What if we start small like the bucket brigade, clearing one bucket at a time, taking those small steps to clear the way for bigger action. The act of caring doesn’t have to be met with huge fanfare, laud, or praise. Start with a kind smile at the grocery store or simply hold the door for someone. Check in with your neighbors to see how they are doing or have a genuine conversation with someone to let them know you care. It can start by simply volunteering at your local soup kitchen, or taking a meal to a family that is in need. We can show each other we care by the simplest acts of kindness.

Let’s work to bring back the incredible spirit that was exemplified 23 years ago. We can all start small and lead the way to bigger things together. Let’s show we can all have each other’s backs again. I believe in us! I know we can do it!

If you have a moment to leave a comment on ways to show kindness, or mention your own acts of kindness, that would be wonderful. The more ideas we share, the more ways we can show we care.

The Thankful Challenge – Tomorrow Morning

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 3 – The One and Only Day

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Well here I am, 24 minutes left on this Saturday night with two unfinished posts and rushing to write something, anything, so the week does not go without at least one post. Sometimes it’s like that. I have so many things to be thankful for but I have a hard time putting them into words. This week, I was trying to force my ideas onto the page but the words would not come. If the words did find their way onto the page, they were jumbled and not making any sense.

This week, I was distracted with some things at work, I was having a hard time focusing, and my procrastination was getting the better of me. It was the perfect storm to work against my best intentions of productivity. I apologize I have been slack on my posts this week. Hopefully the two unfinished drafts from earlier will give me a leg up to start this next week!

Tomorrow morning is going to arrive without any repercussions for my inability to produce a post this week. Tomorrow doesn’t care one bit about what I did or didn’t do the day before, the week before, or the month before. Tomorrow isn’t going to judge me for how productive or unproductive I was.

In the morning, the sun lights up the sky as if to say, “Join me! Don’t let the day escape you! You can do this!” And you know what? I will try. But if I still don’t have the most productive day the Son will offer the same encouragement the following day and the day after that.

So tonight, I am thankful for all the tomorrow mornings that bring with them a renewal, a chance to try again, and the opportunity to see what the day will bring. Each morning brings with it another day to focus on all the reasons I have to be thankful. I hope you find the same renewal with each sunrise.

If you have a moment, please let me know about your favorite part of morning. I would love to hear from you!

The Thankful Challenge – The Calendar

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 3, Day 1

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I love this time of year. It seems everything is shiny and new and everyone has a fresh start as they open their new calendar. Nothing is written on the calendar. It is not busied up with pencil marks or all the tasks you have to do for any particular day, week, or month. The calendar is a blank slate waiting for you to write those notes and appointments as if to say, “This is my destiny”. Ok, ok, that might be a little dramatic. Let me try again. You get to write the first markings on the calendar telling you where you are destined to be on any given day. You are literally writing your future! Alright, still a little dramatic but that’s just how I’m feeling right now.

If you are a digital calendar person, you scroll to your new calendar or click on your calendar app. I understand that as well. My daughter keeps me up to date on her schedule as we share a digital calendar. I enjoy seeing the little notifications pop up when she adds something to the calendar. Clicking the accept button on her notifications brings me joy. It makes me happy that she is keeping me in the loop and that she wants me in the loop.

The new year brings with it so many new opportunities. Even if it doesn’t really bring all these new opportunities, there is the illusion that new opportunities are there. “New Year, New You!” If I had a dollar for every time I heard that in an advertisement recently…I’d have like 10 dollars. (That’s one of my hubby’s jokes.) But really, I’ve heard that saying so much I think I’m beginning to believe it myself. What if I can be a “new me”? What if I can write this blog and be considered an actual writer in this new year? What if I can start a vlog to go along with my blog? I’ve been thinking about it for a while but for some reason a switch flipped when this year rolled around and I’m so excited to get this journey started. Truly, I am still my same self from December 31 to January 1 to now but the promise of great things in the new year has me all excited and it all started with the flip of the calendar.

Is it trivial to be thankful for and excited about flipping through the pages of the calendar and checking off accomplishments as I go? Maybe…but I am! This year, I want to write down and check off so many things as the pages of the calendar flip from week to week and month to month. What can I accomplish this year? Will I have enough time to do everything I have planned? Will I ever get my desk cleaned off so I can actually write at my desk? And how can my handy dandy calendar get the assist? First note in my calendar…clean off my desk! Dear Calendar, Thanks for the reminder.

The Thankful Challenge – The Little Moments

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. – Week 2, Day2

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When looking for things to be thankful for, I sometimes find myself looking at the big picture. I focus on the stand out moments instead of looking for the details in the smaller moments. There isn’t a wrong or right way to look for ways to be thankful but I do think we sometimes miss out on the joy of the little things because we are looking for the big life changing moments. Today I want to focus on some of the little moments.

I am incredibly thankful for the time I have with my kids. They are growing up so fast, with one already in college and the other one soon to follow. I don’t know what I will do when they are both out of the house. For now, I will cherish each moment I have with them. There are definitely big moments in both of my kids lives but I love the time I have with them in the little moments, time spent playing family games or car rides to and from school. In all honesty, I thought I would be relieved when I didn’t have to drive my kids to school anymore but when the time came, I realized that was our very special one on one time. We could talk in the car about whatever, a lot of times leading to hysterical laughter.

My oldest is off to college now. Can someone please tell me why is it so hard every time he leaves home to go back to school and does it get any easier? I miss him so stinking’ much! I do cherish every single time he calls from school. Thankfully he does call me a few times a week so we can keep in touch. I know I am a lucky Mama. I’ve heard a lot of stories from Mom’s with kids in college that never call home. If you are a college kid reading this post…call your Mom. She misses you!

When my daughter was little, we had a live skit we would do in the carpool line each morning. We had a tiny following but we had fun. I’m a little biased but I thought we were pretty hysterical and creative. When she moved up to the next school we had to stop doing the skits because her bell schedule changed and our morning live skits were no more. I still go back and watch them sometimes. I am thankful we had that time to spend together in the little moments while waiting for school to open.

As we move forward through the days, weeks, and years, I will continue to look for the little moments nestled in between the big moments. If we are only ever looking for the big events for joy, we miss so much of life. Life happens in the little moments. Do you have any favorite little moments?