handwritten on January 5, 2020
I ran precisely one mile today. Certainly, I did so bregrudgingly. It was cold, and I was a bit cranky in my want to exercise. Nevertheless, one mile is one mile. As I was running outside for a very brief period of time today, my immediate thought that lasted the entirety of my run was the phrase "Sharing Sunday" or "Sharing Saturday." Sharing a meal is of the greatest importance. I always felt like my dad was truly the best at sharing a meal, as was his mother and my mother-in-law always shares a similar sentiment. There is nothing more beautiful than sharing a meal. The preparation forces you to think about others, the warmth (or smoke) that arises from cooking creates a cozy ambiance and...
handwritten on January 4, 2020
Today was a wonderful way to kick off 2020 with both my husband's family and my brother's wife's extended family. Beautiful people. Beautiful conversation and understanding. We are quite lucky in that our family has continued to grow and yet all three families live within 10 minutes of eachother in either direction. In the midst of the party tonight, my mother-in-law brought a coconut for everyone to try. After a picture of a coconut and a straw had been sent around to my extended family on Christmas Day, she decided to carry this experience with her.
With care, the coconut was shaved and cracked open just so the meaty seal on top was cut out and the juice could be enjoyed. Even more...
handwritten on January 3, 2020
2 miles: I was so eager to skip running today, but I forced myself on the treadmill and decided to run two miles with an incline. I must say, usually, I am much more productive in my thinking and my running for that matter but today all I could think about was my dad smiling his soft smile with his bright eyes and warm heart. You see-today marks exactly two years in which he has been cancer free. And all statistics aside-this is the brightest miracle indeed. I think everyone in our family was waiting very impatiently for this week to come to a close to receive the news we were all hoping for. And sometimes we are so overwhelmed with pure joy- that image conquers all parts of our vision. ...
handwritten on January 2, 2020
3 miles: Well, we made it! A beautiful day in the classroom neighborhood it was. Certainly a bit sore and a bit tired afterwards, but tis Friday Eve and thus anything is possible. As I took on my miles tonight, I just kept thinking back to the difficulty of intentional footprints and that for all of us trying to create intentional footprints everyday...it really is hard! As of late, I thought back to just how many emails I have made trying to tie my footprints with someone else's footprints only to realize that we needed to reschedule time or perhaps that person was too busy. All this to say, sometimes it feels like we are simply chasing what seems to be the impossible connection. It's as...
handwritten on January 1, 2020
3 miles: Goodness. I made a vow to myself that I would get off the writing kick for 2020. However, after talking to close friends and family, I've decided to once again begin again. Thanks to my brilliant sister-in-law, she mentioned seeing life with 20/20 vision, and I thought to myself well this is just too good to not doing anything with it. Thus, a new blog for 2020 has begun with a bit of a different spin. Though whimsy is still very much a part of my everyday being, the newest challenge seeks to combine running and writing as I look though the lenses of 2020 with fresh eyes each and every day I am gifted. I tend to do my best thinking when I am running and thus the challenge will be...
