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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

sitting down to write

Often when I sit down to write my blog I have no idea what I am going to write about. I have a routine every morning. I get up, brush my teeth, throw on some clothes, and head out the door for my morning walk.

When I get back home I sit down and meditate. I hope that one of these two things will provide me with inspiration for my blog post of the day. Often it does, but sometimes it doesn't.

If the latter happens, I usually look through my photos for inspiration. Sometimes that helps. Sometimes, not. 

I have tried to plan my posts in advance, but generally that doesn't work for me. My blog is about life. It is a personal blog. It is, I hope, inspirational. Life can't always be predicted. Yes, we can make plans, but life happens in the moment. It is that moment that inspires my writings. 

Each moment of each day I am on a journey. That journey encompasses feeling gratitude and moving towards a simpler more serene way of living. I can't plan those moments. I can only live them, and in turn write about them. 

I am a very fallible human being. I make mistakes and in the past I have dwelt on those mistakes. Now I work towards learning from them and being grateful for them. I am a pretty open person. I do a lot of sharing. Not because I want everyone in the world to know each and every idiotic thing I have done, but because I want you to know you are not alone. 

We are all fallible. We make mistakes. We are human.

So as I sat down to write today's post I had no idea what I was going to write about. As you can probably tell I just let things flow. Sometimes I feel that just rambling can be a good thing. Random thoughts. Random photos. They all add up to life.

Have a great day.

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Monday, August 25, 2014

support system for the aging woman

Women Speak

Each Tuesday here at I'm So Vintage we have a weekly forum with topics of interest for women. This forum is for and about all of us. A couple of weeks ago one of my dear readers contacted me with her story. She said she is an aging woman who has never been married. She is concerned about who her support system will be as she gets older. 

One of the biggest concerns for all aging women is who will take care of us when we get older. For some there is a spouse, adult children, and/or siblings, but some women do not have any family members to rely on. Where do we turn if we are in this situation?

Even though I am only 63 and have daughters and siblings I am thinking of how I will take care of myself. Because I have limited financial means I know that I need to find a place to live where I won't be a burden on my family. I also want it to be a place where I will feel safe and be able to interact with other people on a regular basis. That is why I am already looking into independent senior living apartments for those who are 62 and older. I am planning to put my name on the waiting list for some apartments in the Atlanta area next year. My goal is to move there once I turn 65 in December of 2015. 

None of us know what will happen in the future. My situation may completely change, but I want to be prepared. I know that I need to get back into my own place. I miss my things. I miss having my own space. I miss my independence. I miss living near my grandchildren and my daughters. I also know that I don't want to intrude on their lives or be a burden to them. I plan on working at my business for a long time to come and hopefully it will begin to support me better in the future.

Each of us have different situations with different needs, but I know that we all want to know that we are taken care of. Most areas of the country have women's centers and senior support services. There are job services for people over the age of 50. Getting involved in a church, with meetup groups, or taking a part time job are all ways to meet new people and find support services. There are even dating services for people over 50 if you are looking for a new partner. 

I'm sure that you all have ideas that you can share, so grab a cup of tea or coffee and let's chat.

the best is yet to come

A Snippet of Inspiration

Each Monday is devoted to a snippet of inspiration because a little rain falls in everyone's life.

I was catastrophizing last night and this morning. Yesterday my car started making a weird noise, and well let's face it, my car is 15 years old so I started to think the worst. It is going to wipe out my measly savings, what will I do without a car, my life as I have known it is over. A bit dramatic, yes, but I haven't had the best luck with mechanics. So, I looked on line and found a local mechanic with a five star rating. Took my car in and there was Tony. (wish I was 30 years younger). Turns out it was just a caliper and he can fix it for 80+ dollars. He also gave me a tip for my sputtering that has been going on for two years. Fill it once with high octane gas and that should clean it out. Hooray!! I think I'm in love.

You may be asking yourself what this has to do with snippets, but I started thinking that just when you think things are really bleak you realize

We all have have had bad days, or weeks, or months, or even years, but that just means that the future holds something wonderful.

Hope today is one of your best days ever.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

simple summer memories

Summer seems to be quickly winding down. The light is softening and the leaves are changing. Where has it gone. It seems that we waited so long for it to appear and in the blink of an eye it is disappearing. 

Taking with it the memories of fresh tomatoes.

of baskets overflowing with tree ripened sweet peaches,

of roadsides decorated with colorful wildflowers,

of children with bare feet and sunglasses,

of precious time with family,

and of lazy walks down country lanes.

They are after all only simple memories, but they are memories that can be pulled out and dusted off when the melancholy of fall sets in. To be relived in my imagination as I make new memories.

Enjoy your day.

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Friday, August 22, 2014

I could live here

As the sun sifts through the beautiful old trees and reflects off the old whitewashed fences, you feel a sense of peace and serenity, 

of simpler times,

of communal living,

of worshiping together,

and of working together.

Life was definitely simpler

in this beautiful and serene place

My grandson asked my daughter why the Shakers died out. Well, she replied, it was pretty hard to maintain a community that practiced celibacy.

Thank you Shaker Village of Pleasant Hill for allowing me to capture these beautiful images.

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Thursday, August 21, 2014

why is it so easy


It was late in the afternoon. My errands were run and I was ready to settle into printing postage for my shop, reading blogs, and responding to your wonderful comments. That's when the sudden storm hit. It blew violently in from the west. Trees were knocked down and the power went out. 

At first I enjoyed sitting by the window and watching the wind and rain, but then, after the storm passed I became upset that the power was off. I called the power company and listened to the message that 32,000 people were without power and it would take several hours to restore it. My thoughts were tangled. I don't have several hours. I have work to do. I am already behind from my internet problems. What will my readers think when I don't respond to their comments. What if.......

How easily I lost my joy. How easily I gave it away. It blew down the street with the wind and was soaked up by the rain. I wondered why it is so easy to give up our joy. Joy is inside of us. We are born with joy. It is an innate part of our beings, and yet we give it away as if it isn't our right to feel it at all times. 

So I got in my car and drove to the neighborhood shopping center, where they still had power. There were people everywhere. Families eating frozen yogurt. People enjoying drinks and food on the patio of the local restaurant. Couples walking hand in hand. Children laughing and playing. They hadn't given up their joy because of a storm, so why had I given mine up so easily. 

I knew then that the things I was worried about could wait. I took back my joy. I went for a walk. I meditated. I read outside where there was still light. I breathed in the joy of living. I made a conscious decision to not give my joy away so easily. The lights eventually came back on. They always do.

There is joy in every moment if we just let it happen.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

a walk in the past

As we were driving to visit Shaker Village last week the kids were looking for cows. There aren't a lot of cows in Atlanta and little Tess who just turned two was very interested in seeing some. When we passed a field of cows, her big brother JH pointed some out. I see one she said. JH, typical big brother, said you don't see one you see a bunch. Tess gave him the look and said I see one Nana. Believe me, you are not going to one up that child.

Of course, big brothers come in handy when you want to see a cow close up and there is a high stacked stone wall in the way.

and horses

well, Tess loves horses.

as for the older "children" (one of those would be me) there is so much wonderful history to see and more of the buildings were open.

just waiting for us to explore.

I'm running out the door now so I will share some interior shots on Friday. We also visited Fort Harrod that day and I will share those another day, too.

As you can probably tell, I got my internet fixed. After two fruitless calls to Windstream I found the number of the man who installed it last year. He was over here in 30 minutes with a new modem. Thanks Glenn, it is working perfectly now.

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