Thursday, January 24, 2019

He Retired Finally at 76!

It's hard to wrap up a lifetime of work into one evening.  There were definitely tears from Dad, and us, as we watched the emotional crossover happen.   A lifetime of getting up early, routine, dreams, worries, accomplishments and defeats.  Self-employed for most of what I remember, a coach and teacher before that.  Some of my fondest memories of childhood were Saturday's when we would get up early for gameday at Lewis & Clark College.   This perhaps, why the sound of football is still comforting on crisp fall mornings.
Spring came and so did the crack of the bats.  I was so proud of my Dad being the coach, and my older sisters even more thankful he chose to coach college boys.  My dad coaching at 3rd base wearing the same uniform as the college boys, studying the game, us kids and cousins waiting for the next foul so we could run and retrieve the ball.  Rewards included free snow cones.  Additionally, a 5th inning dip into Grandpa's brown bag where we'd each get one full candy bar or money for the snack shack. The little things that make big memories.  Dad worked extra jobs so he could take us on fun summer road trips.  We all remember road trips of the 70's, leg skin stuck to the vinyl, no seat belts and always overheating on the way over the California Grapevine.  Surviving the mountain meant a world of fun on the other side.  One day Dad announced he was leaving Lewis & Clark.

Trading in the whistle for a suit and tie we suddenly had a different kind of life.  Saturday's were now reserved for cartoons, sleeping in and hanging out with friends.  We all played our own sports and we still had our coach handy, he just didn't wear the funny baseball pants.  A few fancy trips with the new company carved lasting memories for all of us.    The suit and tie job took us on an airplane to Europe and Hawaii for company conventions,  Suddenly, I didn't miss those free snow cones and instead replaced them with what we thought were free smoothies and part of being in room 525.  Dad's bag of quarters he saved for us to play video games and other kid things quickly ran out that trip. Once he realized 3 girls with his same last name and room number, were enjoying way too many smoothies, we were quickly limited to 1 each, per day.  The little things that make big memories. 

With the suit and tie also came more stress and a few years of some heavy tears from my parent's room.  This is where as a child I learned that you can't trust everyone's word that even though someone has high integrity like my hero Dad... other's well not so much.  That's when life turned pretty heavy for my Dad and Mom and God and His sovereign hand on our lives really big and present.  Opening my Bible, writing a verse on a small piece of paper for my Dad to find on his pillow, did more than my 13-year-old understanding could imagine. The little things that make big memories.  I also learned what never giving up, perseverance and humbleness looks like.  Hard, painful lessons learned for all and a fresh new start on the horizon,  however, Dad would never be the same spiritually or physically.

Three Heart attacks and quadruple bypass at 54 didn't take him out of the game.  In fact, he had 22 years of work still left in him.  Long passed the regular age of retirement Dad kept going.  Helping his clients set up for their own retirement but bypassing his own each year.  Well at 76 the time has come to put away the suit and tie, to pack up the office and fill the box with the final things of a lifetime of awards, diligence, and perseverance.  Now having time to create new memories and try new things that the office space couldn't provide.  Hopefully, he'll be able to find a secret drawer at home where he can stash his favorite snacks that are off the approved list.  Thank you, Dad, for your excellent example to our family you are truly an inspiration and we are thankful for your hard work and sacrifices!    

Monday, January 21, 2019

The Codex Planner

I'm so excited to feature my first "You Matter" video. 
I really think it is important to celebrate others
 and the good things they are involved in.   

Taking the leap of faith to develop your own business can be a very scary step.  Several years ago, Carrie Postma had a little idea that has turned into something pretty amazing.  She created the The Codex Planner, A Study Binder that gives you tools to be organized, while helping you in your faith journey through study breakouts and quotes.   Along with the daily planner, there are other beautiful products and surprises along the way that Carrie creates.  When you order a binder you not only get the product, but you get an online resource to help you along your journey of faith, and and instant cheerleader on the other side when you join Carries online group.  Carrie has thoughtfully and prayerfully created the most beautiful products and her heart for you might be even more beautiful.   Follow Codex on Instagram YouTube and Facebook and start your journey to be the best you.

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Friday, January 18, 2019

I Found A Surprise Hobby, It Was Right Before Me.

Last summer I figured I needed a hobby.  I mean, if you ask my friends they would probably say I have a lot of things I do and am involved in.  While that is true, I guess I needed to find something new and interesting.  I really thought deeply about what and where I like to spend my free time and checked the lists of ideas, some of which were quite comical and I didn't realize were hobbies (see previous post).
On a sunny Oregon afternoon, I sat at the beach watching my husband do his new hobby of Paragliding. I realized right at that moment that just sitting, looking at this vast body of water with the cool ocean breeze was enough.   I don't have to strive to be or do more things, and that God loves me regardless and that I am enough regardless. At that moment no one needed me to be anything or anywhere.   That feeling was amazing to know all I need as a human on this planet is food, shelter, and love and honor God, and to be thankful for life. If I didn't do another extra thing in my life it would be okay!  At that moment, I didn't have to do or BE anything more than a human on the beach, soaking in the sun and breathing in the air.  Now that was a nice memorable spiritual moment, but not exactly reality in the big picture of working to obtain food and shelter, being relational and having friends, enjoying the life God gave me to it's fullest.  After all,  I want to look back when I'm 95, if I make it that far, and know I didn't waste years or opportunities or not use the gifts I was given, just because I wanted to be alone on a beach with no responsibilities.  I must have been stressed and overworked that week.

But do I need to find another busy-body hobby??  What I found is that I naturally came back around to the things I already do and love, the things that make me ME and bring me joy.  Music, writing, spending time with friends, family time, cooking new things, travel, taking a pretty drive, watching movies, date nights to small local restaurants and sometimes the hobby of just sitting on a beach doing nothing and soaking in the air, the beauty of creation and reflecting on life.