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Life distracted

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If I were to tell you one thing about myself, it would be this: I am a terrible multitasker.  Of course, I can if I have to, but to be honest, I don’t do it well.   The older I get the more I’ve learned to embrace this single tasking mindset.  Over the years, I realized that most things that I do, need all my attention and it’s not easily divided.

It’s amazing how busy our lives are.  It seems so hard to escape the hurriedness. Tending to needs, caring for our family, jobs,  friends, cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring and on and on; and those are things we do for others! Usually, we haven’t even begun to care for ourselves.

Life is busy. But I’m not talking about busy, I’m talking about distracted.

Because in all those moments of busy, we’re offered moments to relate and enjoy and connect. We get to experience smiles and hurt and laughs and tears and REAL life.

 

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We live in a time where we are constantly “connecting”. Devices that connect us with the rest of the world in one click or finger swipe.

But I’ve found for myself, that the more I “connect” in a social media world, the more I actually disconnect with the real, LIVE people right in front of me.

 

It’s about to get real:

How many times have I found myself absorbed in emails to find my kid has been talking to me and I never heard a word.  Or how about my husband and I sitting in a room to never say a thing but just stare at our phones (ouch).  Ever been on the receiving end? When someone chooses their phone over you? Guilty.

I know, I know, it’s not all bad!

But it is the idea of creating boundaries for myself.

Being true to the people around me, being intentional in how I spend my time and being present and fully experiencing the moment at hand. I’m still learning to exercise these boundaries. That family time and work time do not belong in the same time slot. That my time is better spent reading stories to my kids than mindless scrolling online updates. That silence between partners can be dangerous territory.

A couple years ago I began this journey of intention. I fail, I learn, I keep going. I think a lot of us deal with distraction. Maybe you can relate to my story or perhaps just fill in the blank with what keeps you from being present. It’s your story, but perhaps we share the commonality of wanting to actively engage in our lives.

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I made this as a reminder to myself. Reminders are good, sometimes annoying, but they keep us accountable and committed.

I’m far from having this thing figured out. I certainly do NOT have my days scheduled into nice and tidy categories. There is busyness and there are distractions. But there is absolutely a shift when you begin to acknowledge choices and choose well.

  What about you, have been caught in life distracted?

-LEW

 

 

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Change

These past couple months have felt like an incredible whirlwind. It’s funny how you can long for change and then, before you know it, you find yourself smack dab in the middle of it.

I want change! Wait, what?? It’s here already? Nooooooo. Wait, I can do this.  Can I? Yes, ok, I can. 

Yeah, it’s a lot like that, for me, at least.

Back in December, we put a “For Sale” sign in our front yard thinking (once again) we’d try to see if we could sell our home. It was such a bittersweet thought, we loved our home and our commmuntiy but more than that, we needed change. Truth is, we had been down this road before and it was, well, anticlimatic and exhausting. 

So, a year and a half later we tried again, hoping for the best and releasing our expectations.  But to our surprise,  a month and a half later we received an offer! God’s timing is impeccable.

One last look.
One last look.

When it came time to walk out the door for the last time, it was the weirdest, happiest, saddest moment I’ve had in quite a while. Moving on is a jumble of feelings; so we had a little cry, walked outside and drove away.  

Thankfully, change also means there are always new things to look forward to: new favorites, new adventures, new interests, new experiences….

New views
New views

 

 

New projects
New projects

 

We love our new town.
We love our new town.

So here’s to change: the hopeful, scary, uncertain, amazing, sad, overwhelming and adventurous parts that make life what it is. 

-LEW

 

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It’s not simple, but it’s something: Never Give Up

What an icy, cold mess outside! We had driven 2 1/2 hours for Perry’s doctor appointment the night before and we were just pulling out of his parents’ driveaway when the doctor’s office called to cancel. Ack!!! I wanted to laugh and cry…ohhh, but mostly cry.

How incredibly fortunate and grateful we felt when they called us back to say they would come in and see him! I have no idea if it was empathy or just doing their job, or both, but I probably could have kissed them, lol.

Getting the good stuff!
Getting the good stuff!

Long story made short (and we knew this already), that peeling back the layers of symptoms and treatment is a long road. It’s not clear yet, what became that ONE thing that made this spiral out of control, but it appears that mold, viruses, parasites and gene mutations are among some of the things rearing their ugly little heads. More questions than answers, but I can say, that finally, after aggressively seeking answers for over a year, that Perry has officially gotten a treatment plan. One of many steps ahead, many days of feeling worse before better, many days of tweaking meds and diet, etc. but I feel like we’re wriggling our legs free of the cement and gaining a small foothold in all this craziness!

The past couple days we have certainly felt the love! Thank you for the texts and messages and getting on Etsy and purchasing the “Never Give Up” necklace. Seriously, from the depths of my heart, thank you!!!

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Not many people actually know what the secret life of all this has looked liked. It’s this weird tango of resolve and patience and then laying on your closet floor, praying for mercy and God’s intervention. It doesn’t have a well know name or a diagnosis attached to it. It’s just a mess. It’s weird and wearisome, but you can’t even begin to understand how your words and support have been the best virtual hug we could ask for! For that, thank you!

-LEW

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