August ended being a jammed packed month of travel, celebrating, launching and moving into a new chapter of my life. August surprised me in many big and small ways, even the muggy weather abated for a brief respite of gorgeous low humidity days.
Here’s to small beginnings and small endings!
I began August with an amazing trip to Brussels!
I fell in love with Brussels, Belgium in August and I fell hard! Amazing chocolates, frittes & waffles don’t hurt either!
But my first love hasn’t budged and has only gotten stronger…
We celebrated our Fifth Anniversary in Brussels. Here’s what I’ve learned about marriage with my beloved for these five years…being single for all those years was worth it, every minute…because choosing wisely trumps choosing quickly, conveniently, desperately. Nothing is more powerful than two people who stand in agreement on core beliefs.
While we aren’t the same by any means, it still catches me off guard slightly how well I chose, when the tough times come and reveal his strength and wisdom.
I helped launch Emily P. Freeman’s new book Simply Tuesday!
I learned it takes a lot of people to properly launch a book these days through social media! Simply Tuesday is teaching me so much about embracing my smallness, letting go of outcomes, and knowing God is with me in the small, as well as the big moments of my life.
Another launch occurred…
Empty Nest is a real thing and I chat about it here. I loved hearing from others going through empty nest as well! Let’s keep in touch!
High School Cross Country is a Blood Sport
After taking a break from cross country in grade and middle schools, we experienced our first high school meet this past Saturday. Oh. My. Word.
Gone are the days of cheering on your runner amongst the massive sea of other runners.
We were shocked to hear parents yelling at their daughters to push harder, not to let that runner pass her and to not fall behind if she wanted to finish strong. Parents.
And not only parents but I witnessed a grandmother yelling at her granddaughter berating her as she ran.
At the finish line I witnessed way too many girls in tears not because they were in pain, but because their pain in the butt parents put way too much pressure on them.
PSA: Parents, runners run against themselves. Their time. Yelling at them unmercifully as they race actually demotivates them. So for the love, stop it. Now.
I know there’s college scholarship money in cross country; but seriously, you try running a race with a loved one yelling what you yelled to your child and see how well you perform!
End of rant.
What did you learn this August?!!