Bangin’ Pots & Pans

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As I pull out the noisemakers for the New Year’s Eve countdown, I’m reminded of my mom banging pots and pans on the front porch as the ball dropped, new year after new year. In elementary school, it was funny! In middle school, it was embarrassing. And in high school and beyond, we didn’t witness it because we were partying elsewhere. 

As I get older, I realize my mom was onto something, because life just isn’t as fun if you’re not looking forward to something or celebrating. And what better date to do those things than New Year’s Eve?! 

Celebrate! Bring the noise! Get excited! Bang some pots and pans! 

Happy New Year!

Fill Your Hope Chest

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Mom loved to redecorate, and rehab and rearrange the furniture, but her hope chest was one of the few pieces of furniture that was a fixture. It held our baby books, handmade family quilts and afghans, and her good silver. It wasn’t until I read a novel that described a woman’s hope chest that I actually put a meaning to the name. I just thought of it as a pretty storage trunk, but hope chests were essentially the beginning of a collection of things a woman would want to have once she became a wife, like a gown, dishes, table and bed linens, or family heirlooms. Women were manifesting their futures with a tangible vision board. If I build it, he will come. 

As for myself, my hope chest wouldn’t be filled with plates and silverware. It would have my passport and a carry-on,  packed and ready to go anywhere, at any time of year. There’d also be some of my daughter’s onsies that I saved, in hopes of seeing them on my granddaughter one day.

Hope and wait, hope and wait. 

The season of advent shares this theme, as Christians wait for the hope-filled arrival of Jesus. Many also hope for the arrival of Santa and whatever he’s got in his bag. Some of us are hoping and waiting for a fresh start in the new year. We hope and wait for a proposal, a job offer, an invitation, or an approval. We hope and wait for a letter or a phone call, or for someone to come back home. Some of us hope things stay the same, and some hope for change.

What I hope is that you hope for something; that you are filling your hope chest with beautiful designs for the future, and that peace, love, and joy surround you while you wait. 

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Thankful for Being Thankful

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At a Thanksgiving dinner with friends, everyone was asked to share one thing they are thankful for. It was hard for me to pick just one thing. 

As a kid, when I was asked to say the blessing, my siblings would groan because they knew the food would get cold before I’d finish. I’d thank God for kitty cats and flowers, friends and sunshine, rainbows and toys, family and tv shows, music and games, and the list went on. 

Now don’t get me wrong. I, like many of you out there, haven’t always lived in a world full of laffy taffy and bouncy houses. I’ve spent a lot of time down in the dumps. And if you’ve been there, I feel you and I hope your situation changes soon. But the fact that my life has changed direction makes my gratitude authentic. I have so much more to be thankful for than to complain about. And so, it’s just easier to think more about the good. 

My childhood friend, Nicole, calls me an eternal optimist. And she’s right! I do tend to see the sunny side of things, and I point those out to others who need a little more light in their lives. Optimism isn’t just about seeing the glass half full; it’s a way of life for me, an instinctual commitment.  

As usual, my overthinking lead me to the most simplest of answers: I am thankful for being thankful. 

Happy Thanksgiving to you today, and every day!