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“Growth is never by mere chance; it is the result of forces working together.” (James Cash Penney)

Not too long ago I had the opportunity to experience G-forces, courtesy of the summer training bobsled at Park City, Utah Olympians use to prepare for the winter Olympic games. I’m a pretty cautious person: there is a reason I’ve never had stitches or broken a bone (other than my nose in an unfortunate accident courtesy of my ex-husband, another friend and a lack of intelligence on my part many years ago.) Alpine slides, not Olympic training bobsleds, are the only degree of risk I’m comfortable with but the bobsled opportunity was free (offered at a work party), my husband and sons really wanted to do it and they needed an extra rider and then my company’s new COO joined us so I was pretty much trapped into participating!

As I climbed in the sled I thought, “What am I doing?”

As the driver oriented us, told us what to do and explained the forces we would experience I really wondered why I was in that bobsled—sons, husband or COO not withstanding.

And then as we were tearing down the track during THE MOST MISERABLE 60 seconds of my life, the G-forces wreaking havoc on my body and my psyche all I could think was, “I’m in my mid-forties, I’ve had four children, I hope and pray I don’t have an accident!” (ANY type of accident, take that any way you desire, they’d all be accurate.)

I got through it only by hanging on for dear life, trying my best to breathe deeply and in a relaxed manner while gritting my teeth, closing my eyes and counting to 30. (I figured I could survive 30 seconds of anything, which in this case I did—but barely!) And holding on, enduring, until the boblsed came to an eventual stop. THE LONGEST 60 seconds of my life.

Long story short, I survived. And I realize, now, that I did it by doing what we must do to get through anything life hands us: hang on for dear life, remember to breathe (sometimes that’s all you can do), grit your teeth when necessary to power through, and know that at some point, “this too, shall pass.”

And it always does.

“If you’re going through hell, keep going.” (Winston Churchill)

Hang in there!

Bachelor #9: Mr. Universe

Bachelor #9 planned some fun dates–like skiing in Park City. But he was too impatient for my taste. And I wasn’t impatient enough for his!

Although he was a father, he couldn’t seem to grasp what it meant to date a mother. He wanted to call, talk, text, date or email ALL of the time. I just couldn’t do that. And because I couldn’t spend a lot of time doing things like that, because I needed to spend time with my children when I wasn’t working full-time, he dumped me.

“I can tell you’re just not that into me. If you liked me, if you were really interested in me, you’d make more time for me.”

You know, he was probably right.

But his parting comment made me laugh. “Have a nice life. Good luck finding a man willing to accept so little time and effort from you.”

If he only knew, huh? I devoted the time and effort to dating that I thought my family could spare. It’s simply that all of my effort wasn’t focused solely on him! What Bachelor #9 needed was to be the center of a woman’s universe. (I don’t blame him for wanting that at all, by the way.)

Unfortunately, “The Universe has as many different centers as there are living beings in it” (Alexander Solzhenitsyn)

And I guess there just wasn’t the time or interest, on my part, to make him mine.

Farewell, Bachelor #9.