It's that time of year to start thinking about a training plan for your summer or fall race. Training for a race can often be extreme... like, going out on a 20 mile run on a Saturday morning ... or, swimming a mile and then jumping on your bike for a 10 mile sprint. It's going through the extremes that helps you to enjoy the journey. The extremes condition you so you can cover the distance with less pain. Today I want to tell you about an extreme journey taken by my friend Angela Bailey...
I am not a very fast typist. However, to my children (ages 10 and 8) I am a superstar typist.
When my children walk into the room and I am working on my computer they usually comment on how fast my fingers are moving on the keyboard. They are amazed at the clicking sound my nails make when I type quickly and they often try to replicate it when they play on the computer. Clearly, my fingers are important for typing but my brain, my eyes, and my internal organs are all functioning to help me.
The Heinzelman family attended Inheritance of Hope's first Legacy Retreat, which took place at Lake George, New York, in the summer of 2008. Three and a half years later, the family has fond memories of the weekend.
Yet the Heinzelmans are getting by without Mark, their husband and father who died of cancer more than two years ago at age 42.
I live in the mountains and it still amazes me how awe struck I can be at any moment. The mountains are the same, but with just the right light and any given time of year they look different. They look more beautiful and breath-taking everyday. Some days it is because it is a crystal clear day and other days it is because of the way the fog has settled in or is lifting. Here is a story I read from You Changed My Life by Max Lucado that really made me think about the mountains in our lives and the daily journey we have throughout our lives.
"Kind hearts are quietly kind. They let the car cut into traffic and the young mom with three kids move up in the checkout line. They pick up the neighbor's trashcan that rolled into the street."
It really is the little things in life that mean so much. We all have opportunities to do these little things for each other, but we also have the opportunity to receive these gifts of kindness.
I just spent a few days at the beach with my family for Spring Break. It was wonderful! My parents recently moved into a condo that overlooks the Atlantic Ocean and I really enjoyed standing out on their balcony and listening to the waves come in and out constantly.
Sometimes they were gentle and other times they were quite rough, but one thing was certain, they were never still. The waves kept coming and the tide rose and fell.
I've noticed something about myself over the past few years since I've become a mom. I view traditions in my family in many different ways than I used to, especially ones around holidays of special significance for us. It's like I view them through my kid's lens instead of my own now! When we got married we started decorating our house in little ways that signified our new family unit. We did things like decorate our mantle above the fireplace for Christmas. I bought a journal to record "firsts"... first 4th of July, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, etc. We started forming our own traditions for what would soon become our growing family! A few weeks after our first son was born Easter arrived. I must admit, Easter is my favorite celebration of the calendar year! We live in North Carolina, so we are blessed with four very distinct seasons for the most part, this year being quite an exception. I love Easter because the leaves are growing back on the trees, the flowers are in full bloom, there is more daylight emerging everyday, birds chirp, bees buzz, & most of all I get to share my Hope with my kids as I share the story of Easter! It's a JOYOUS time for us, even in the midst of the unpredictabilities life brings. I am always reminded of the simple things, small & big, this time of year. I then grow very thankful.
What is your favorite holiday?
What comes to mind for you when you think of that time each year?
What traditions do you have as a family?
Imagine pinching your nose shut and breathing only through a coffee straw.
"It feels like you have asthma and emphysema," said M'Leigha Graham.
The average human trachea, the windpipe that carries air to the lungs, is 15-20 millimeters wide. When Graham sought medical treatment in 2010, her trachea was measured at 4 millimeters wide - about the width of a coffee straw.