American 

We went to one of those old fashioned parks a couple of days ago. The tire-swing swings and the wooden merry-go-round were great, but I think my favorite part was the slide with steps that said American. 

Try Anyway

Have you ever completely stepped outside  of your comfort zone and tried out for something you might not get? 

Oh man, I have! 

In 9th grade, I tried out for cheerleader. Just picture a small town high school gym, all the football/ basketball players in the bleachers, and me, some awkward and uncoordinated teenager down in front of all of them, trying to belt out a cheer and do a cartwheel! 

Hmm… I’m not really the cartwheel type, but somehow I made it onto the JV squad! 

Something similar happened to me last month. A health/ wellness website I love was seeking writers. Like paid writers. I’ve never tried out for anything like that before, so I applied real quick before I could talk myself out of it. 

Then, I waited.

And, waited. 

And, waited. 

I checked my email every 5 minutes for like 3 days. Nothing. 

While waiting, I found myself actually brainstorming ideas for a health category on my own blog. Plus, that’s also when I woke up and suddenly had an idea for a book, completely out of the blue…

Pretty cool. 

And, guess what! You will never believe this. That email that I was eagerly anticipating? 

It came!

She is going to give me a chance. Woo hoo! I’d like you to meet Jaclyn at The Family That Heals Together. 

The lesson?  

Even on those days when self doubt comes sneaking in, push it to the side, and try anyway! 




Making Their Own Music

Oh my gosh, you guys, the coolest thing happened today. 

Well, you know we’re moving, so we’re trying to get our lake property ready to sell. It’s about 2 hours from our house and we went there today to finish some things. 

After working a few hours, we went down to the water to walk around. The lake is pretty low right now, so there’s a sandbar  out of the water where we can walk. 

I pulled my shoes and socks off and Little Bit got maybe 10 steps ahead of me. Suddenly, I could hear something, which was really odd because there was no one around. 

I stopped to listen and then, I figured it out! 

The bushes that are  normally underwater  had their  branches reaching for blue sky and were absolutely covered in shells. 

Not only that, but there were shells all over the sand. They were everywhere. 

I have never seen anything like it. You want to talk about beautiful? Simply by rattling in the wind, those tiny little shells were making their own music. 


Listen

A couple of days ago, Little Bit and I went back to a place we love about 20 miles from our house. It has an amazing waterfall. 

Care to listen? 


All Those Years Ago

Close to where we live is a little town that we’ve passed by many times in the last 16 years. 

Back in its day I bet it was a hopping place. These days, except for the train horns and the Friday night guitar pickin’, it’s pretty quiet around there. 

Today Little Bit suggested driving down one of the streets called Railroad Road, aptly named because it runs right along the tracks. 

What a treat. As soon as I turned onto it, I pulled over and got out. Stepping up to the sidewalk was almost like walking back in time. 

There were tin-sided buildings with windows that are past the point of looking in or out. Half a block down, all the storefront doors are locked up tight. 

My favorite things were a beautiful old water pump, the number 35, and a pickup that seems to have found it’s long term home. 

I’m so happy we finally decided to stop and look around. It was fun to imagine what the town was like all those years ago. 

Wild Ferns

Today, I was reminded of a post I wrote a few days ago about how sometimes when we change where we stand, our perspective can change. (You can read it here if you like.) 

Little Bit and I decided to take advantage of our 63 degree weather by going for a Sunday drive. With all our windows rolled down, we just took off with no plans in sight. 

Our first road took us to another bridge we’ve crossed a billion times. It has been at least 10 years since I got out of my truck there to take a picture, so today seemed like the perfect time to do it. 

I went down beside the water and it was just so beautiful. All the peace and tranquility you’d expect with a smidgen of sand to draw in, and to my left? 

Almost a forest. 

Suddenly, I found myself stepping in decayed, wet leaves and crawling under tree limbs, trying to get close to the rock ledge so I could show you these amazing, wild ferns.