There is a Time for Change

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference. 

There is a season for everything, and change is part of everything. Always. Today, I am changing something I can. I’m washing that gray right out of my hair. I thought about letting the gray come in naturally but changed my mind. As for the other changes (one in particular), whatever happens happens. I was granted courage where needed so far. I’ll leave it at that for now. For the timer has sounded, and I must shampoo now! :D

Over a half hour later…

Some things aren’t meant to change completely, and I can accept that. There were some gray hairs that refused to be colored. Fine. At least the bottom part that had faded from previous highlighting is no longer lighter than the top. So for that, I consider it an accomplished change. Now perhaps another trim of about an inch or so to get one step closer to being rid of old layers.

Christmastime Is Here

Brand new Christmas cards & the best of intentions.

Once again, no Christmas cards were sent. Please know that it’s not because we don’t care. Those who have followed what’s been going on these past several months should understand. If you haven’t been following, you can catch up on the story of Greg’s job, my job, and Ali’s whirlwind ordeal on the blog. Can you imagine what a Christmas “Year in Review” letter would look like for us? Very long with a big mix of ups and downs. Besides, it’s all right here in the blog already. :)

All the years I thought about materialism during the holidays, I continued to over-indulge my family with way more than necessary. I didn’t want them to feel like poor little Tiny Tims while all their friends bragged about how great Santa was to them each year. Not that they came close to that even if I had cut the giving in half, but you get what I mean. We’re all learning a hard lesson this year! Hopefully it will be a blessing in disguise, and they will all learn that more is not necessarily better. There really IS more to the season.

It’s also hard that since this all happened so suddenly, the bonus we usually used as Christmas money is nonexistent this year. So not only are the gifts limited within our own house, we had to cut spending on extended family completely. There wasn’t even time to go the hand-made gift route.

Not to be all “boo-hoo” and poor pitiful us, though. I don’t want to be that person! I feel sad for the drastic change, even though my kids all say they understand and don’t mind. However, we have a new beginning. I know things could be worse. Trust me … I realize this and am extremely grateful for what we have and what we didn’t lose. I can still feel sorrow and go through the “grief” period. It wouldn’t be natural or healthy if I didn’t. What helped the most were comments like, “I understand you’re going through some rough times. I’m sorry.” Those who simply lent an ear or a shoulder, asked how we were doing, and just prayed for us helped a lot.

When I started this post, my intention was to stay away from the Debbie Downer stuff, but I think I had to get that out. My wish for all of us and everyone we know is that we all slow down, breathe, and really notice everything (and I’m not talking about the dust & clutter). Take off the blinders we wear when we’re in a rush and absorb the whole picture! We can miss so much when we’re worried about trying to make things perfect.

God, grand me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.