Are you writing your Eulogy?

I know this is a very odd question to ask, “are you writing your own eulogy”? This is not something that we usually ask each other.  Let me explain.  Recently a friend of mine lost her dad.  As we were talking she said that the service was graciously done but that they were really struggling with what to say.  You see he had lived a very hard life.  The life that he lived was not a very good one; the choices that he made in life were not the best.img_9069

Just prior to chatting with him….I was discussing with another friend about what people think of us in general. We were discussing about when someone walks in the door and what you immediately think of them.  If I were to walk in the door ….do my friends get excited to see me? Or am I one of those people who when you see me, you say “great….she here now”.  You know what I mean…there are those people who we love to see and those we don’t.  Why would you want a personality that no one wanted to be around?

I heard someone say a long time ago….while you are living you are writing your eulogy.  What a thought…but so true.  What you do now, how you treat people, how you are around others will ultimately be in the end, what you are known for.

What do people say about you now?  What will they say about you then?  Something to thing over today! See if you need to make some changes in your life!

Lynn A. Wilson – Resume of a Mother

High Tea….Girl’s Nite Out!

Do you ever just need a night out….does life get crazy at times for you?  My days are filled with an 8 – 9 hour work day, followed by homeschooling, a barking dog, Autism, Epilepsy, and one crazy full schedule after my normal working hours.  Phew….that’s a lot of stuff to handle!

Many times people ask me how I do it all. If you follow me on Facebook you can see how nuts things can get. They will ask “so what do you do for you”?  Well, a long while ago I made it a point to have a night, a day or even an afternoon just for me.  It might be just running and doing a “Tuesday Morning” Haul to find some goodies, or a walk around the lake near our house or something similar.

I work with a great group of women and about every 6-8 weeks they will plan a girl’s night out.  This time we decided to try a new Tea Room for some “High Tea”.  What fun we had with dressing up, eating scones, sandwiches, specialty teas and more.  Have fun looking at the pics.

What do you do for your “Moms” break?  Do you ever think to take some time for you?

Let me leave you with a verse for today and some fun pictures.  I would love to hear from you ….leave a note in the comments below, follow me on Facebook and Instagram too.

Lynn A. Wilson – Resume of a Mother

Why do Church? Why do Faith?…

Here it is another Sunday and some of us have spent the morning in some type of church service.  What did you do this Sunday Morning?  Do you spend it in church….if so did you ever ask yourself why?  Why do I do this…is it tradition, or something that you are just supposed to do?

I was brought up going to church most Sunday’s when I was young. Then later I watched my parents, as I was approaching my teen years make a bigger commitment to church.  Something gripped their hearts and I could see a life change in them.

We would go as a family to every event. My parents would make sure that each of us girls had a job to do and made us feel part of what they did.  We never felt like we were going with them to the event or service but that we were actually part of it!

When I was very young, I accepted Jesus into my heart and I knew that it was real. As I grew older and began to serve with my parents….my desire grew for the things of the Lord too.

Why do Church? Why do Faith? …I am not sure why you do what you do but for me it is truth and real.  I know that Jesus is my Lord and Savior and I know what I do will matter for eternity.  I am far from perfect and there are days I could hang my head in shame for the way I have acted.  But I know that a heart to heart talk with Jesus and a confession of the soul will make all things good again.

I now am privileged to serve alongside of my husband, married son and daughter –in-law and younger son too.  We all serve in different ways…some youth, some to teens, men’s groups, women’s group, in the kitchen, community work and more.  We support each other in the work being done whether we are involved that day or not.

We raised our kids the same way our parents raised us. By showing by example and teaching them our faith. In the end it was still their choice to make. They all needed to make it a personal decision and not based on what we did or think.

I hope that you too know the Lord….if not why not pray to Him today.  Read John 3:16!

Have a wonderful day today and know that Jesus Loves you!

Lynn A. Wilson – Resume of a Mother

Minimalism…Simple….Simplify-where does life have you?

What does this mean to you?  Minimalism comes to my mind. So many of the younger generation are going this way.  Many of them have watched their grandparents and parents collect things over the years so they now have taken up with the new trend of “less” is better.

I do find that the old saying…“less is more”, can be true!  But what is less?  I have watched some “extreme” shows, where they will have a beautiful “large” house and only have a mattress on the floor, 1 dish, 1 cup, 1 fork…you get the picture and they seem truly seem happy. This is not the life that I want.

I have a friend who LOVES to collect things…did I say loves it.  She collects any and everything that you could imagine.  She has now gone through her collection and resized it.  To most people…you would still say that she has a lot of “stuff” but to her …she has simplified her life in her own way with her collections and she is a happy girl.

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In my life…which is full of special needs and most days cioas….I need “my” type of simple.  Let me explain. My husband has Epilepsy and my youngest son as Autism…..for me this changes my life on a daily basis.  I have always enjoyed a full schedule of events, lots of involvement in family, work, church and life in general.  I like lots of hobbies, things, stuff, and decor in my home etc…I like to enjoy life as I see it….but then life doesn’t alway fit what I like!!!

Recently in my home….I have had to simplify things. Less stuff, less things and to be more practical and less nostalgic. This has been very hard for me but as I get into it …it does becoming easier. I need to create a very practical world for my two men. I need to label where things go in the refrigerator and label whose jacket goes where etc… And yet find a way to make my home still seem special and pretty to me and our guests we invite over.

Recently with my schedule….I have had to simplify that too. How do you take a girl who LOVES a full schedule and adapt it to “SIMPLE” one…so that I meet the needs of my family as well as myself.  I have and am still learning how to balance life ….I really don’t know how to explain that in words with exactly I am doing. I probably need to do a VLOG on a day in the life of me.

This might not be “minimalism” to some, but for me I need to carry a planner, snacks, change of cloths, meds, water, essential oils, band aids etc… in many different bags.  I have a travel bag, pocketbook, workbag, church bag etc…each one is filled with what I would need for that event and the extras for that “just in case I need it” moment.  This works for me….my car is full of bags stuffed with stuff.  But all this stuff to me equals an organized, simplified and simple way of living.  To me my life is now not full of stressful moments and I don’t have to think as much when life takes over and craziness begins. If you have anyone in your family with special needs you would understand. We never quite know what’s going to happen at a given moment and having these extras with us at all times and organized in designated bags for that particular event definitely helps.

Simple is defined by YOU and only you.  We should not jump on a trend just because!!! Yes, we should evaluate our lives and simplify them… but this does not mean throw everything out that you own, and live in a sleeping bag.

God has given and blessed our family many times over with things and not necessarily money…I need to use what I have, simplify what I buy and sometimes bless others with my overflow.

Remember to enjoy life and where life has you. I know that this is a unique way of looking a “simple life” but it is the way I do it.  How do you do it..leave a comment below.

Lynn A. Wilson – Resume of a Mother

Ringing in the New Year….. How depression and FEAR had taken over … learning to adapt and changing my perspective!

 

For years….and I am not sure why exactlring-in-the-new-yeary, the New Year was one of the most depressing times for me and I could not handle the midnight celebration that comes with New Year’s Eve.

When I was a kid….we would always go to my Aunt Kay’s house with lot and lots of munchies and tons of food …of course was one of the favorite parts of the evening.  As kids it was also a treat to hang out with the cousins and stay up past midnight and not get told that it is past our bedtime. Another great part of the evening was…the memories of my mom and her 5 sisters dancing together to the “oldies” music.  I absolutely loved watching them dance around as if they were young school girls again while giggling together.  Even today when that type of music is playing somewhere….I have those wonderful fond memories pop into my head.

My teen years….well we had a great night of food, games, memories, shared stories, songs and a message at church.  We were renting a local school gym and I can remember it as if it were yesterday…carrying all the chairs, tables, food and decor in and out for these events. memories as well.

Then during my college and career age ….I would hang out with my friends and have a get together at someone’s house and play games until the wee hours of the morning.tree-of-depression

When I became a mom and my hours and my husband’s hours at work changed……each year would be something different from year to year and what event we could attend.  I am not really sure where the depression for the New Year came from but I do remember it being such a rough time ….not being able to deal with it when it came on. I am not trying to make light of the depression but I am not going to dwell on it and or the details of this horrific time for me. It was a bad time but learning to move on is one thing I have had to do. I do believe FEAR and the ripple effect it can have over our lives played a big role in this for me.

My husband said one year when he saw me almost loose it…..while I was watgo-to-bedching the clock tick and turn towards midnight….”why not just go to bed”.  It was like an epiphany.  Why not just go to bed?  Why did I not just think of that. Just think I could go to bed and wake up the next day and keep going and not dwell on the fact that at 12:01 AM the new year arrived.

After doing this for several years….. (Of course he would sit up and watch the ball drop in NYC for himself), I adjusted back to “normal” or at lease my normal….. and was able to deal a little better with the whole New Year’s Eve thing.

This past year in 2016 ….was a year that I entered into feeling like it was going to a year of challenges, new beginnings, and a full year of events.  That it was!!!

God had prepped me for this in a small way by preparing my mind with these feelings noted above.  It was by far one of the toughest years for us.  It was the first year without my father-in-law on this earth. It was a full year of firsts for things at church, at my work, with my Autistic son with some of his new norms and a year full of many, many , many….seizures with my husband. It was probably the most challenging year in our almost 30 years of marriage.

As I reflect back…..I realize that when I wrote my first blog…..”Normal is a moving Target”, how true this statement is in my life. And how far in many areas of my life I have learned to adapt and have a fresh new perspective!

My families “normal” would not be normal to most.  I don’t think that I ever make plans that pan out in the way we even ever thought they would.  I am sure many of you also feel the same way.

john-15-7This year again New Year’s Eve came and went but with a different twist.  I have to say I am a BIG fan of Dave Boyer and he was in concert for New Year’s Eve where I work.  Just think of that…..I was able to work and see him in concert at the same time….oh boy did this bring back some childhood memories of the “oldies” and my mom and her sisters..  What a treat for us and then we headed home around 11 pm and you guessed it, “I went right to bed”, before midnight could set in.

The next day of course was New Year’s Day 2017.  I worked 7-3 that dafile_000-6y and when I got home my hubby said let’s go out and grab a bite to eat at the new local restaurant called the Mellow Mushroom. You might have one near you.  Well, what a great place….it is on my favorites list!!!.

Now I saved the best part of my story for last!!! That same day my hubby and had our devotions separately and both felt we were given a verse by the Lord.  Mine was John 15:7 and my husbands was I Timothy 3:15 -17.  As we were walking out of the house to head to dinner we were sharing this with each other.  As we walked towards the van the night sky was so full of stars…..so brightly lit like we have not seen in years since we were kids.  The North Star was actually twinkling and the moon seemed to shine right around it, as if it was talking to us.  We both looked up and at the same time…..spoke out loud the word “HOPE”.  Nothing mystical happened at the moment….but for us….we felt like the Lord was giving us that very moment in time of a clear chance to see HIS handiwork.  It was a little sign to us …..that this night’s evenings sky was just for us. It was a clear sign and direction for us to continue claiming our verses He gave us, and that this would be a year filled with hope.women-of-faith

We took that special moment in time, the 2 bible verses and a few other things that happened on that day and called it “the most encouraging New Year’s day that we have ever had”.

Happy New Year everyone….share your story of how you enjoyed your New Year’s Eve and or what the Lord has shown you already in this New Year of 2017.

Lynn Wilson – Resume of a Mother

 

Simple Traditions that mean the most…..

I love watching the Walton’s on TV and I now own the entire set of each season. This TV show was during a time that many know as, “The Great Depression”… here is the USA, back in history, in the late 1920’s and into the early 1930’s. cameron-family

Do you ever feel like “life” has taken a life of its own and …..just taken overyour life and tcopy-of-file_000-2here is no time for anything anymore.  The more I try to tweak things and slow things down …the busier I seem to get.  I laugh at times…we love to “check-in” and document what we do on Facebook.  I will show up to work or meet someone at an event and the first thing they will say to me is …..”How do you do all that you do?”

Now, if you know my life or have followed my blog….you know that I am a working full-time mom, homeschool my youngest, I am a mom of an Autistic son, a wife of an epileptic husband, and involved in many, many homeschool, support groups, church events and activities.  Yes, we stay extremely busy!!! We have friends that work and go home and call it a day.  The thought of going out and doing anything after work is way too much for them to handle.  I would ask them….how do you not go out after work?  There is so much in life to experience and enjoy ….how do you not what to try to enjoy something new and different or have some fun with the small old thing that you like so much.

Now….getting back to simple traditions… grandpa-cameronthat mean the most, what does this mean to you?  Even though we are very busy doing things, we are learning more and more that being busy with people and making memories is where it is at for us!!!  We love things like home decor, we love to collect things and so on……not to say that there is anything wrong with that, but we have found for us and at this stage of life that “those things” have just taken on a whole new meaning.  We have begun to change our way of life and not collect and accumulate so many things but to make choices of what we do like and really want to keep etc…  I have also begun to take pictures of some of my treasures and journal the story behind them in a scrapbook.  My kids don’t want my “things” ….this seems to be the new trend of the “Millennials” and the “Gen Y”.  So then the question is ….what do we do with all this stuff?  Well, I decided to get rid of a lot and make room not only in my house but in my life for new memoires that are not made of things, but events, people, and trips etc…..

When I watch the Walton’s….I watch a family who enjoyed the simple things in life.  They didn’t need much!!! They didn’t need things……as a matter of fact anyone that I talked to from this generation refer to this time (that is during the depression); a time when things were simple and sometimes they even say “the good old days”.

What is the secret to this special time in their life…..well let me share a few stories that have inspired me to make a change in my own life!

  • Popcorn Sunday – you ask what is this…..well, how about popcornfile_000-2 for dinner.  I met a family that said they would make a big deal on Sunday night and call it “Popcorn Sunday”. They had very little money and food during the depression…so popcorn was cheap and available to them so this is what they would eat.  But yet the memories of this night still exists to this day and guess what they enjoy eating on a Sunday night still…you guessed it…”Popcorn”.
  • Scrumple– now what is this?  My dad grew up in the depression time too…..they had next to nothing…they would make toys from boxes, sticks and a bit of string would they might find lying around.  My Dad’s memories of this time are referred to over and over file_000-3again and he smiles and is uplifted every time he talks about it.  On Saturday night….with a family of 7 and no money, my grandfathercopy-of-file_000-1 would create “Scrumple”for dinner (a name they made up for this dish).  This would consist of every little bit of any type of leftovers from that week.  They would get out the big black cast iron skillet and dump in all the little leftover bits and then cover it with oatmeal.  They would they fry it up and a gourmet meal, or at least that is how my dad remembers it, was created.
  • Crackers – how can this be a memory?  I have a friend who grew up in a very poor country where there was not only a lack of money but of food too.  No milk, no flour….not much of anything while she grew up.  She was sharing with me the other night that there where nights when they would each get 2 cracfile_000-1kers for dinner and they were grateful for just that little bit.  There was not an option to ask for more….there was no more in the cabinet.  As a matter of fact there was not a refrigerator or even a stove in the home.  Any yet, the memories of these crackers kept her humble and thankful for every little thing she has to this day.

I know that some people would think I am crazy for thinking this but… I think that the time during the depression is something that we all should have lived through.  It seems to have taught that generation of people for the most part….not to worry about the little things, be grateful for the little things, enjoy what you have, don’t wastes things, be creative, be resourceful and so much more.

Where are we today with things and stuff…..we have more than we would ever use!  We are not a grateful people; we want more and more and yet need nothing.  We complain about things we have no right to complain about.

Well, I will, as they say get off my soap box now… I am speaking to myself too on this matter.  I am now trying to enjoy the little things and create traditions that will have a life time of memoires for my family to share.  So much so that for dinner sometimes we have had a bowl of popcorn, I have learned to use all my little bits of leftovers to make a big pot copy-of-file_000-2of homemade “kitchen soup”… and we have even had crackers and jelly for a meal on occasion.  Trying something new is good and by doing these things….it has reminded me of the friends and family that have taught me life lessons through their stories.

Simple Traditions ….can defiantly mean the most and create some of the best times of our lives and give us the best memoires to share with our families.

Did you live through times like these?  Do you have some great memories to share with us?  I would love to hear from you in the comments below.  Tell us about your favorite simple traditions, tell us about your story during the depression….tell us something that you do to keep great memoires in a simple way for your family.

Thanks for reading my Blog today!!!

Lynn A. C. Wilson – Resume of a Mother