Good morning friends. Summer is upon us, that is for sure. How is got here so quick, I'll never understand, but I am thankful just the same. It is 4th of July weekend, my oldest son is turning 15, the sun is shining, and life is good. Praise God for that. Yesterday was a good day. I took my sons to Zuma Beach. We hung out with friends. I got in some awesome much needed Mommy fellowship time. My tank has been running a little empty lately. I would encourage all of you to be aware of your own tanks this summer. Life takes over, schedules can overwhelm, and if you don't watch yourself closely, you can end up exhausted, cranky, and emotionally bankrupt. I know you know what I am talking about. Keep an eye on yourself. A very good friend reminded me the other day, just how important it is to stay connected to the things that keep me feeling spiritually filled up. To not deny myself that time. In two days time, that reminder, that awareness, has made such a difference in how I am feeling. Read a good book, challenge your brain to do more than surf facebook & twitter. Cook something delectable. Create something. Go hear a good speaker. Invest in yourself, so that you can be the best wife, mother, friend, sister, daughter, that you can be. The investment will be worth it.
I am helping to prepare a baby shower for a young woman at our church. She is young, just 22. Thinking about her, and what the future may hold for her and her little family, got me to thinking about life at 22. Much has changed for me since I was 22. That was really a difficult time. I didn't realize at the time that it was difficult. I had graduated from college, was having a post college, pre-real life, super good time. I was bar tending, partying, picking up and traveling to far away places to party some more. I didn't really have much in the way of financial responsibility yet, and my parents were living in Egypt-- leaving me in charge of the house and my younger sister. It was an "out all night, sleep all day", kind of life. To be honest, I was setting a pretty poor example for my sister, who at the time was working full-time at a nursing home, and was far more responsible than I was. Looking back at that time, and even later, till about age 25, it make...
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