Leaving the world a little better off than I found it is what gives my life meaning. However, there’s a part of me that tends to shut out people when they’ve hurt me, and even though I understand the importance of this action, it also shuts out the potential to provide redemption or forgiveness to others.
As we drove home from the cabin, creating joyful moments became our shared experience. Each overhead bridge and bridge we passed under was an opportunity for us to hold our breath; it was a game that brought us closer together. Dave’s memories centered around holding his breath near cemeteries, while mine were intertwined with tunnels and long bridges.
Reflecting on the amusing side of life, I can’t help but share some of Evelyn’s adorable vocabulary words. “Pink Uht Butter” for Peanut Butter, “Heck-I-Cocker” for helicopter, “Guh Mote” for Remote, and “Cody” for Coyote never fail to bring a smile to my face. And let’s not forget the amusing incident when she exclaimed, “Oh, I dropped it on my penis!” after a spaghetti noodle mishap.
Recently, we implemented a sticker reward system for Evelyn, and it’s been a resounding success. Seeing her collect five stickers on a pink notecard and eagerly anticipate exchanging them for a “light-up spinny thing” fills me with pride. She’s taking initiative and accomplishing tasks that used to require our reminders or cause frustration. It’s a delightful journey to witness her growth and self-motivation.
However, beneath the surface, I feel a sense of unease. A client who was supposed to reach out to me regarding reporting child abuse hasn’t responded yet. Despite my efforts to empower her to take that crucial step, I may have to step in if she doesn’t. It weighs on my mind, as I’m committed to protecting those who are vulnerable and advocating for their well-being.
On another note, there’s the anticipation of ducklings. Today marks exactly 28 days. A quick Google search surprised me just now, that Muscovy ducks take 35 days instead of the usual 28-day period. This realization eases my worries and allows me to embrace patience a little longer.
Lately, my thoughts have delved into deeper realms, contemplating existential questions that carry a certain heaviness. It’s a shift I’ve experienced before, but this time, I’m navigating it differently. Instead of succumbing to panic or resorting to harmful coping mechanisms, I’m on a path of self-discovery and growth. I look forward to emerging from this tunnel with a lighter heart, ready to embrace the simple joys that hopefully await me on the other side.
Lastly, as Dave and I discussed our culinary discontent and being in a meal-planning rut, we’ve made a decision to inject freshness and inspiration into our kitchen. Pinterest will become our guide, new grocery stores will provide opportunities to explore different ingredients, and together we’ll embark on the adventure of meal planning. Exciting changes lie ahead.
Despite my initial resistance, I know the importance of tackling the remaining tasks on my plate tonight. While part of me desires to avoid them, I know the relief that awaits me as I head to bed and greet tomorrow with a lighter spirit. Good night.
Love, Jaclynn
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