I have always been the adventurous type when it comes to food. This week, I was shopping for organic apples to snack on when I found apples that looked exactly like these. I thought the color of their peel was fascinating because it wasn’t quite gold, or green or red. It was a warm beige color with a blush on the bottom. I was also drawn by the fact that they were locally grown. This morning, I cut them up and look at what I found! I have never seen anything like this in my life. I had no idea that some apples had bright pink flesh on the inside. They were quite tasty. I’ll be going back to the store to get more, but from what I have read, these are rare and not available long. I’ll be looking for them next year, in any case.
A lot of times when I am talking to my children about things they are doing right (or wrong), a small voice goes, “Psst! What about you? Are you being compassionate with your husband/friend/neighbor like you are telling your older kid to be compassionate with your younger kid?” A lot of times that voice does not receive the most warm reception, but I am thankful that I am in a place where I am open to receive it and attempt to apply it.
Thank you for the hard work you have put in to make me completely freak out about the fact that it’s less than a month before school starts and I have not bought one solitary pencil, crayon, eraser or sheet of paper for any of my four kids. Sigh. The sad part about all of this is that I was looking forward to the beginning of the year and then I remembered all of the lists, errands, addendum (addendi? addendums?) to lists, clothing, uniforms, fees, activities and what have you that stand between me and getting these kids ready. Let’s do this!
In the past 24 hours, I have seen events line up in my life in such a way as to leave me wondering, “What’s next?”, but in a good way. Things that normally would have overwhelmed me and left me despondent now have me looking around the corner for opportunities to change direction and make greater strides toward my life goals. I know it’s quite cliché to attribute this kind of shift to turning 40, but I find myself doing things that I would not have done one or two years ago. Amen and Hallelujah!!