As we age…

I just had another birthday.  Somedays I’m astonished at the fact that I’m nearly 40.  I don’t feel forty, luckily don’t look like it either so maybe that’s why I’m surprised.

I was having a conversation with my person, Shawna, last night.  We were talking about how it is nearly Christmas and how the month just flew by.  I asked “remember when you were a kid and Christmas seemed to take so long?”  She nodded in agreement.  I said “Why is it that now things go by so quickly?  Why as we age does time just fly?”

I don’t know what the answer is.  Maybe it’s because we have adopted hectic lifestyles, fill each minute of the day with SOMETHING.  And if we aren’t doing something, there is guilt because we could be doing something (in my case it’s usually housework).

We weren’t made to move and run constantly though.  We were made to have rest days, to have down time.  The unfortunate part is that as technology becomes more and more available to us at all times of the day, we never take a real rest.  We don’t take the time to stop and smell the roses, to take a walk, to take a leisurely drive to look at Christmas lights.  It’s all about squishing as much as we can into each and every day…but how much of it really matters?

I’ve been convicted recently to not have conversations via text.  I know that text, and email, is easy and quick but when something happens in my life, I don’t want to text my friends, I want to talk to them.  Even a phone call is good but face to face is a lost art.  I have a handful of friends that I see and get to tell my news to, the rest find out another way, I guess.

When I die (and each day I’m getting closer, reality says) I don’t want people to say “she was a busy person”, I want them to say “she spent time with us, took time with us” and I hope that conversations are remembered, not a rushed text.  I hope that the laughter and good times are remembered.

Take time.  Take time to have coffee, make a phone call.  Because in the end no one will remember the email you sent in a hurry or the text you sent to see what big thing happened in your life, the people who you took time for will remember you.


The Danger Zone

There are times where I just don’t eat.  Yes, I know that that isn’t healthy for me but sometimes it comes down to necessity.  There are other times where I’m limited on what to eat because I KNOW what is safe and what isn’t.

What I’m referring to are the parties that are coming up for the holidays.  If you are Celiac, or gluten intolerant or have any type of food allergy, you know what I’m talking about.  You walk into a party, look at the food and just know that you can’t have any of it.  There are times, like the fundraiser I was at last night, where I don’t even bother to look at the food or ask because it just seems like a waste of time.  I’m not being negative, just realistic.

But there are options, besides starving (like I did last night because of lack of preparation, totally my fault!).  Here are a few of my tried and true tips:

1.  Eat before.  What can it hurt to at least have a snack before you go so if there isn’t anything, you at least don’t want to chew your arm off in hunger.  It nearly happened to me last night, don’t think I won’t do it.

2.  Take a snack.  Yes, you might look odd grabbing crackers out of your purse but at least you know it’s safe and you can eat with the people you are hanging out with.  If you don’t want to be “that person”, sneak away to another room and quickly eat.

3.  Suck it up and eat later.  This is what I did.  Well, not the suck it up part, I did whine a little but I waited and ate after the event.  This was bad because I was so hungry that I didn’t eat anything healthy, it was all junk.

These are things I consider when I go out to someone’s home, to a party and, sometimes, when dining out with friends.  Sometimes I know that all I can have is a plate of veggies which won’t take me far so it’s better to be safe than sorry.  So the lesson is prepare, prepare, prepare!

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