I have lived life, while holding a latte in my hand. The avenues of life and love that I have experienced, have taught me lessons and given me passion for today. If you read my ponderings below, one may be surprised to find that there is more life to live and love to give, while sipping on a latte.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
31 + 1
Life lessons at 31, seem so different from the life lessons that you learn at 5. I think everyday I learn something new and a lesson that is for my good. Some lessons are easy to learn, however the older I get, the more I realize that lessons learned at 31 are hard. At 31, you are set in your own ways...your own time...and in your own ideals.
Life at 31 taught me to trust...even when you don't want to trust. It's taught me that trusting people will often times dissapoint...and that all I need to do is trust in His voice of reason and His ways.
Life at 31 taught me that time is precious...from sharing happy moments with friends, to listening to the stories of the lonely strangers on the street. That time is theirs and in those moments of grace...I have learned to be present...and to cherish their time.
Life at 31 taught me that my own ideals aren't always the best. They are just simple collaborations of the chords of my heart that sound a tune I like to hear. When my ideals should sometimes be entertaining the the sound of a different tune.
Life at 31 taught me that love is not a fairytale...and that often times it will come when it is least expected...and when time stands still. To throw away the ideals of perfection and to accept the heart that shines hope. Above all be willing to trust, enjoy time, and accept different ideals.
I hope that in this year of 31+1; I would be granted the opportunity to shine with grace, the lessons that I have learned at 31- and remember that even when I am set in my own way...my own time...and in my own ideals...that these lessons are used to capture the sound of His ways, His time, and His ideals.
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It is funny how we always think we know so much until we look back, ten years later, and realize we knew nothing.
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