My apologies for not having a post up sooner. First I got really busy at work, then every time I would sit down to write a blog, I would end up staring at the screen. There was just nothing to write about. Then I realized that it's because I was happy and content. And after a rollercoaster few months, it was such a blessing. Sure I wish I was in a relationship or was thinner or made more money. But in the large scheme of life, I have no complaints. God has blessed me more than I could imagine.
While I have been sitting with my happiness and contentness, I also realized that I have been ignoring myself lately. Tuning out what I really need. Focusing on others instead of on me. It can feel very selfish to simply focus on yourself and not on others. So this post is going to be for me and about me and to remind me of who I really am!
I am totally and completely my fathers daughter (no matter how much I try and fight it!). Watching a baseball game brings me an inner peace that nothing else can. I watch ESPN, Military Channel and the History Channel on a regular basis. I rarely watch E!, Style or HGTV.
My favorite color is grey. The various shades are comforting on different levels. No matter how much I try and fight it, deep down I believe in fairytales and Happily Ever Afters. I can buy the same shade of lipstick and nail polish in every brand. I am petrified of people in costumes. When I was younger, the only way my parents could get me up in the mornings was to play the sports section from the previous nights news broadcast.
I am addicted to Shark Week. And the Berry Bar. I have two TV's in my room so I can watch two sports at once. I want to go out and make friends, but I'm somewhat awkward in social situations. No matter how many times I watch episodes of The Big Bang Theory, I still laugh likes it's the first time.
I wish I was thinner and didn't have bat wings, a muffin top and jiggly bits, but I do. As embarrassing as it is, at times I act like a four year old in my relationship with God. I may have once said that I wasn't going to talk to Him until He gave me what I wanted. Had to learn the hard way that it doesn't work that way!
Looking back over the mistakes I've made and the numerous painful lessons that had to be learned the hard way, I wouldn't change one minute of my journey or who I am.
Until Next Time,
While I have been sitting with my happiness and contentness, I also realized that I have been ignoring myself lately. Tuning out what I really need. Focusing on others instead of on me. It can feel very selfish to simply focus on yourself and not on others. So this post is going to be for me and about me and to remind me of who I really am!
I am totally and completely my fathers daughter (no matter how much I try and fight it!). Watching a baseball game brings me an inner peace that nothing else can. I watch ESPN, Military Channel and the History Channel on a regular basis. I rarely watch E!, Style or HGTV.
My favorite color is grey. The various shades are comforting on different levels. No matter how much I try and fight it, deep down I believe in fairytales and Happily Ever Afters. I can buy the same shade of lipstick and nail polish in every brand. I am petrified of people in costumes. When I was younger, the only way my parents could get me up in the mornings was to play the sports section from the previous nights news broadcast.
I am addicted to Shark Week. And the Berry Bar. I have two TV's in my room so I can watch two sports at once. I want to go out and make friends, but I'm somewhat awkward in social situations. No matter how many times I watch episodes of The Big Bang Theory, I still laugh likes it's the first time.
I wish I was thinner and didn't have bat wings, a muffin top and jiggly bits, but I do. As embarrassing as it is, at times I act like a four year old in my relationship with God. I may have once said that I wasn't going to talk to Him until He gave me what I wanted. Had to learn the hard way that it doesn't work that way!
Looking back over the mistakes I've made and the numerous painful lessons that had to be learned the hard way, I wouldn't change one minute of my journey or who I am.
Until Next Time,
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