On a recent drive down Florida’s I-95, I turned to the passenger riding shot-gun, “It seems kind of boring and ugly and sort of claustrophobic, doesn’t it.” Relentlessly guarded by a wall of trees, the road leaves a lot to the imagination. “All of the above,” she replied, straining to see the beautiful sunset we had admired only moments before getting on the highway. “I can’t see the marsh anymore either.” We were traveling from Savannah to catch a flight home to Dallas via Jacksonville. The towering tree line came with obstructed-view seating. All the colors, the birds and the beauty of the marsh-grasses emerging from their soggy foundation could only be glimpsed, every so often, through gaps in the towering line of trees. “It’s funny isn’t,” I think out loud (car rides are nice that way – they beg for
Inboxes around the world are beginning to see Sign-Up Coffee & Back to School Sign-UP‘s creep into the mix, a tell-tale sign that Summer is almost over. The busy-life calendar threatens most homes. In May, The New York Times’ Laura Vanderkam weighed in on the topic in her op-ed Busy Lives: HOW’S life? Oh, busy. So goes the mindless modern conversation — a constant assertion of the scarcity of time. A December Gallup poll found that 61 percent of working Americans said they did not have enough time to do the things they wanted to do. Some of us feel this more acutely than others: A 2015 Pew Research Center survey found that 9 in 10 working mothers said they felt rushed all or some of the time. Whether we’re working inside or outside other home, calendars and all that comes with them, have an interesting magnetic
I remember several years ago, talking with a medical professional about the happiness level of one of our kids. I was concerned. He wasn’t. Holding our 10-pound, almost 12-inch thick file, he gently smiled at me as wisely said “With as many personalities as you have in your home, smiling and laughter might not be the gauge to let you know their happiness level. What makes you happy isn’t necessarily what makes them happy.” I’ve thought about his words often. It’s the same with their giftedness. It’s so easy to assume that our kids will be good at and enjoy the things we do – but it’s highly likely our natural gifting will differ. Same with happiness-drivers. So – when I saw my cyber-friend Jennifer Dukes Lee new book: The Happiness Dare AND her accompanying Happiness Style Assessment
“Mom.” I heard my son’s voice, but didn’t instantly react. “Mom?” he gently asked, “Did you forget to sign me up?” With his name absent on the season finale Champs Swim Meet heat sheet, I didn’t blame him for wondering. I’ve forgotten before. But this time, the omission wasn’t my fault or our coach’s. On another day, this might have fired my ire – the inconvenience, the disappointment and the unfairness of it all. But not today. Life’s events of late – with all their death, heartache, strife, emotions– weighed heavier than a heat sheet omission. Ready to chalk it up to a good life-lesson (sometimes things don’t work out despite our best-laid plans), I reached for my keys to go home. But before I could start to console our way out the door, the meet coordinator swooped in and took care of the oversight.