The Simple Life.
We are halfway through summer. It's been a crammed pack summer to say the least, but one ripe with lessons. This summer has been tiring. It's been busy. It's been occupied by the heartache and pain of people we love. It's been full of thinking and reflecting, growing and learning.
The older I get, the longer Chris and I are together, and the more Nora becomes more a little girl and less a baby, the more I've been sifting through my life. I've been trying to narrow down what I want my life to be about and the mark I want to leave on this world. I am beginning to see what's important and what isn't, and I'm watching my true priorities rise to the top of my life.
Would I love for my arms to be more toned? Sure. Would I like for my house to be cleaner, more tidy? Absolutely. Do I wish I had more clothes in my closet? Probably. But I've been asking my self lately, "Do any of those things truly matter?" I'm coming to see how easily distracted we are- by shiny things, by false successes, by empty achievments, or by things that simply don't matter. We spin our wheels investing in things that die when we do.
I'm coming to see the beauty in the simple life. The American dream is deceiving. It tells us that we need bigger houses to store more stuff; that our bodies must be tinier and that our faces must be flawless. We live in a constant distraction where our faces are constantly glued to a screen, and our world doesn't provide much space for quietness or stillness. I am craving the simple. Less stuff, more love. Less debt, more giving. Less wasting my time, more spending it with people I love.
I want to live simply, and I'm finding that I'm going to have to fight for it. I'm going to have to actively push distractions out of the way in order to make space for the simple. I want to trade constant noise for sweet peace and quiet. I want Nora to grow up knowing she's enough, and I want her to grow up free to pursue her purpose in this world. Oh the simple but deep dreams we hold in our hearts.
Someday we will live in a place not close by to loud neighbors, and someday I won't feel the constant pressure of completing one more task. But for now, I am pushing aside the cob webs that distract and irritate so that I can more readily embrace new, fresh, and better things.
I'm coming to see the beauty in the simple life. The American dream is deceiving. It tells us that we need bigger houses to store more stuff; that our bodies must be tinier and that our faces must be flawless. We live in a constant distraction where our faces are constantly glued to a screen, and our world doesn't provide much space for quietness or stillness. I am craving the simple. Less stuff, more love. Less debt, more giving. Less wasting my time, more spending it with people I love.
I want to live simply, and I'm finding that I'm going to have to fight for it. I'm going to have to actively push distractions out of the way in order to make space for the simple. I want to trade constant noise for sweet peace and quiet. I want Nora to grow up knowing she's enough, and I want her to grow up free to pursue her purpose in this world. Oh the simple but deep dreams we hold in our hearts.
Someday we will live in a place not close by to loud neighbors, and someday I won't feel the constant pressure of completing one more task. But for now, I am pushing aside the cob webs that distract and irritate so that I can more readily embrace new, fresh, and better things.
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