It's been kind of a long week, emotionally. I went a little dark, but I'm over it. I took care of myself this week--went to bed early, ate right, cut back on the wine, cried when I needed to cry and chilled when I needed to chill.
The best way to get out of a funk is to get outside of yourself. The best way to get outside of yourself is to serve others. I am in charge of spreading the word about Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF at my church.
I love it for a lot of reasons. First and foremost , because it's a kick-ass charity that provides clean water, medication and other supplies for children around the world. But also because it is so retro chic. Do you remember trick-or-treating for UNICEF? I do.
My family was a sporadic church going bunch. My parents would feel the urge to join a group and we would follow. One church we went to participated in the Trick-or-treat for UNICEF and I never forgot it. I also never forgot the Sunday I walked into the sanctuary during the silent prayer, after singing with the children's choir, looking for my parents. I was wearing black patent leather shoes that clip-clopped all the way down the aisle until I found my parents sitting in the front row. To this day I ask myself why couldn't I have waited until the silent prayer was over to walk down that clickety/clackety aisle?
That church was the last church my family attended as a family. Before my parents split up. I sang in the choir, got a special introductory Bible, had a role in the Christmas pageant and trick or treated for UNICEF. I was full of happiness, hope and the idea that I could make a difference in the world.
Fast forward through a lot of years of questioning, doubting, disappointment, anger, more questioning and quiet (and not so quiet) reflection. Now I am a member of a church where I am mostly full of happiness, hope and the idea that I can make a difference in the world (there's still some questioning and reflection of course).
It's a full circle kind of thing.
Bottom line, reaching out and helping others, having hope and working to make a difference really is the magic cure to getting out of any kind of funk. This I know for sure.
It's not too late to get involved, click here if you want to trick-or-treat for UNICEF.
Here's some other things I know for sure (this week):
The best way to get out of a funk is to get outside of yourself. The best way to get outside of yourself is to serve others. I am in charge of spreading the word about Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF at my church.
I love it for a lot of reasons. First and foremost , because it's a kick-ass charity that provides clean water, medication and other supplies for children around the world. But also because it is so retro chic. Do you remember trick-or-treating for UNICEF? I do.
My family was a sporadic church going bunch. My parents would feel the urge to join a group and we would follow. One church we went to participated in the Trick-or-treat for UNICEF and I never forgot it. I also never forgot the Sunday I walked into the sanctuary during the silent prayer, after singing with the children's choir, looking for my parents. I was wearing black patent leather shoes that clip-clopped all the way down the aisle until I found my parents sitting in the front row. To this day I ask myself why couldn't I have waited until the silent prayer was over to walk down that clickety/clackety aisle?
That church was the last church my family attended as a family. Before my parents split up. I sang in the choir, got a special introductory Bible, had a role in the Christmas pageant and trick or treated for UNICEF. I was full of happiness, hope and the idea that I could make a difference in the world.
Fast forward through a lot of years of questioning, doubting, disappointment, anger, more questioning and quiet (and not so quiet) reflection. Now I am a member of a church where I am mostly full of happiness, hope and the idea that I can make a difference in the world (there's still some questioning and reflection of course).
It's a full circle kind of thing.
Bottom line, reaching out and helping others, having hope and working to make a difference really is the magic cure to getting out of any kind of funk. This I know for sure.
It's not too late to get involved, click here if you want to trick-or-treat for UNICEF.
Here's some other things I know for sure (this week):
- This time of year is fun because costumes can show up anytime. Here's a cute, I mean scary, wolf-man doing homework. Gotta love Halloween.
- It's not a great thing when the neighbors know you as the "house with the escaping streaking baby." Wade keeps running outside in his underwear. WTF? I don't get it. Many an evening, I can be seen chasing the underwear clad baby Wade running through the neighbors' yards. Not a great sign for his future. Time for an Old School clip:
- Amy Poehler is a goddess. Have you checked out Ask Amy? If you have a daughter (tween/teen/early adult) you should slyly forward this site to them. I know if you plug it too hard, they won't want to watch it. But it's awesome. She is awesome. She is the cool aunt I always wanted to have around as a teenager. Check it:
- Politics=crazy. All I want to say is....vote.
- I really don't drink beer, but the song in the Heineken commercial is the bomb. Here's "Love Letter" by Clairy Browne & the Bangin' Rackettes. Love it.
- As much as I love it, I'm glad social media wasn't around when I was a teenager/young adult. I can't even imagine it. And I can't even begin to imagine how to parent it. The end.
- My daughter has a mad sense of style.
- This movie looks good.
- I'm getting closer to my goal--1,000 by Christmas. That's my Twitter follower campaign, it may not be UNICEF, but it's still pretty important. Okay, it's not important at all, but it's fun. If you aren't on Twitter get on and follow me (@AngelaYBlood).
- I love it when my kids bond, but the little ones are ganging up and calling me "stupid." Not cool little ones, not cool.
- Come on over and like my Facebook page.
What do you know for sure (this week)? Come on, tell us what you know. Leave a comment here or on Facebook.
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