Midlife Transition

In November I turned 44.  Kids are leaving the nest. 

What now?   No idea.

The crazy thing is, I can do anything I want for the first time in my life.

This is my time .

Now all I have to do is convince myself.

I have been in my comfort Zone for to long. I have to get out to find my life.

Life starts outside of You comfort zone

The first step is to define your comfort zone.   Where or what keeps you feeling safe?  Safety is good but too much can keep you from moving forward.   Try new experiences that you would not normally feel comfortable doing. 

My comfort zone right now is very small, so it will take smaller steps to get out. 

Once you define your comfort zone, make a list of things you can do that will take you out.   Then start conquering the list.

Just blame it on the dog

Just blame it on the dog

 Social media tells us how the younger generation expects something for nothing.  They feel an entitlement.  I, the mother of children from this new generation, agree.  What I don't hear is why these children feel this way.  Who raised these children?  

Entitlement seems to be the norm, not only with the children, but with the parents who raised them. 

Our parents and grandparents would have done anything or any job before taking welfare.   Today, people are proud to pop out that welfare card.

Being a "hard worker" used to be something to be proud of.  Sadly, that is no longer the case. 

The Internet is full of promises of big money with no work. 

What happened?  How can we be proud of our country when we should not be proud of ourselves?
It is no wonder our government is a hot mess, we became lazy and stopped caring until it was to late.

"We The People" became "I"

So who do we blame? 

Put On Your Big Girl Panties and Deal With It

Put On Your Big Girl Panties and Deal With It

When my kids were little, most of there quarrels would end with "But its not fair".  My response was always the same;  "Life is not fair, so get used to it".   Well apparently "Its not fair" is no longer just for kids.

I guess I misinformed my children.  My response should have been; "Life is not fair, so when it doesn't go your way, bitch and moan until it does."  Kids have to be confused.

Is everything supposed to be fair?  Was that a promise made by God?

Recently I had two friends that were dealing with two different types of loss.  Two mothers, one lost a child in death, the other, to prison.  Both mothers were grieving there children.  The difference was this:  The mother, whose child was sent to prison, looked at how the justice system took her child away.  It was hard to even be around her because of the anger and pity.  She could not get pass the feeling of how unfair life was. 

I never heard, from my other friend who's child died, that life was unfair.  She grieved and she remembered her child.  When asked how she was making it through, she said;  "God doesn't promise a life without pain but he promises to hold us up when the pain is to hard to handle on our own.  I can do this because God is holding me up."

Life is a ride.  Where it takes you and how bumpy it gets, does not matter because you have no control.  The only thing that you can control is how you ride it.

I would now change my response to my children;   "Its life, and there will be some bumps.  Don't worry because God will ride with you."

Gods Facebook Status: SMH...

Gods Facebook Status:  SMH...

I can't help but think about God, looking down on his creation in 2014, and wonder what he is thinking.  Most people would say he is sad and disappointed.  I think he is so far past that.  I truly think all he can do is just shake his head is amazement at how we have made such a stupid mess of things. 

So... I find myself wondering about the thought process of people who reside in the two houses on the hill. 

When they were asking for our votes, the majority proclaimed to believe in God and his Word.  Once they were elected, they place their hand on the bible and took their oath.  This tells me that they know what is written in that book, especially the end.

So I thought I might just send the following letter to Washington: 

To the occupants residing in the two houses on the hill:

 I understand you are no longer worried about the rights and feelings of the American people.  
There is not much we can do about the decisions you make.  You have made yourselves pretty much untouchable.   I know that you no longer feel the need to justify your choices to the people, and this is none of my business.  However,  curiosity sometimes gets the best of me, so I am just wondering how you are planning to justify your choices to God. 

How will you justify talking him out school?  Removing his name from our currency?  Talking him out of our public buildings?   You claimed to believe in God and Heaven, so do you think he will allow you in after you have shut him out?

It may be wrong, but i really would like to know how that conversation is going to go. 

Don't worry about replying,  I was just curious. 

Sincerely,
Jen

Wouldn't you just love to hear their answer?

And yes, I'm sure God is SMH at this post, but he knows me so I don't think he is too surprised.