Goals- Yay or Nay?

  Every month I have goals that I have to reach, need to reach, and want to reach. A few of my goals for this month are realistic. But I also have crazy, BIG goals that make me laugh and nervous at the same time. I have one so big right now that it scares the crap out of me, yet it is something I believe God placed in my heart.  I need something bigger to live for than the mundane everyday. Some goals are so big that they can’t be accomplished in just one month-they need several months or even years! Some are easy goals I know I can hit with a little bit of work. 

I believe in goals. I have seen too many people, especially women, that drift through life with no focus or sense of purpose. Working towards your goals keeps you moving on the path of life that YOU desire. What do you want your life to look like?

In order to reach your goals, you might have to change. Maybe it will require you to stretch yourself, develop more, grow. That’s not a bad thing! Yet, often in these uncomfortable moments is when people quit. Don’t quit! You can do it!

At the end of each month, I plan out the next month’s goals. Each goal, no matter the size, requires action steps. What steps do you need to take today? This week? This month? This year?

I would love to hear from you! Are you a goal-setter? Do you want to be? How often do you plan out goals? Leave a comment and share with the rest of us!

The Mommy Woes, Vol. 1

mom woes

Little Darlings #1, #2 & #3 have chores that are done daily and weekly. However, #4 wants in on the action. As I was getting out after-school snacks, he told me he would clean the bathroom. It was #3’s week, so any extra help would be appreciated! A few minutes later he came down to announce he had cleaned the bathroom. I sent him back at least 4 times to do something else with the bathroom (put towels in the hamper, empty the trash can, put toothbrushes away, etc). Finally, snacks were done and so was he. Evening went on and I didn’t think any more about it.

After we put the kids to bed that night, I went to change and get ready for bed myself. That’s when I saw it. The help from Little Darling #4. The brand new empty box of toilet wand cleaners. My white bathroom was now blue. The toilet. The wall. The tile. The door. Blue. Everywhere.

I started cleaning up the mess. To my horror, my white was still blue! There are blue stains on the top of the toilet seat. The whole underneath of the toilet seat is blue. The lid is stained blue. The seal around the base of the toilet is still blue. My while tiles have large blue spots. The white trim in the bathroom has blue streaks. And even my wall has blue marks on it.

I want to laugh. I probably will in a few weeks. Unfortunately, all I can think about every time I walk into the bathroom is “I’m going to have to replace that. I’m going to need to repaint in here.” He was so proud of his accomplishment that I couldn’t even scold him.

This is why I don’t usually buy chemical cleaners. Lesson learned- homemade EVERYTHING from now on!!!!

The Perfect Example and Role Model

grandma with grandma

To the woman who has had the biggest influence in my life. Our time with this amazing woman is short as she longs to be with the love of her life. I love you Grandma! I wish the distance wasn’t so far.

They say actions speak louder than words. I have seen the truth of this in my grandma. I treasure the moments we spent talking about life. And I value the example that she walked out right before my eyes. I learned so much through her actions, even more than I learned from our talks.

I have never been the type that needed to be the center of attention. I am content to just be present and observe. I enjoy watching as much as others enjoy the attention. So, with my grandma, I watched.

I watched her welcome everyone into her home. She had a special way of making everyone feel that they were part of the family.

I watched her treat people with dignity and respect, regardless of how they treated her or others.

I watched her respond to ugliness with grace and kindness.

I watched her be strength at a grandchild’s funeral. Then I watched as she wept with grief when she thought others had gone.

I watched her take care of hurting people.

I watched her love the unloveable.

I watched her as she selflessly loved her husband.

I watched as she was adored and loved by him.

I watched how her eyes lit up with joy as she danced in his arms.

I watched as she made sure everyone around was taken care of.

I watched as she served others without complaining.

I watched as she patiently explained the titiya recipe over and over and over to me until I finally got it.

I watched as she made more food than necessary so that when everyone left, they left with full stomachs, full hands and full hearts.

I watched how she treated her husband, and I knew that was the type of marriage I wanted one day.

I watched how she spoke to others, always with kindness, compassion, and gentle correction when needed.

I watched her when she lost her own son. She grieved. Yet, she never let bitterness consume her.

I watched her exude great strength. Many think that strength is shown with bold, boisterous gestures and loud, aggressive comments. But true strength is also a quiet, gentle-giant. It doesn’t bend or buckle under pressure. Instead, it stands firm against the storms of life. It doesn’t destroy others; it protects them.

I watched her for many years, even from afar.

I have always known that if I could be like any person on the face of the earth, she is the one I want to be like.

I want to live my life so full of love and so full of life that anyone watching me is affected.

I hope I can pass on these same traits to my children and my grandchildren and my great-grandchildren.

I love you, Grandma!