ADULTING: WHEN SOMEONE DECIDES TO "CORRECT" YOU...
​1.14.21

​I find it fascinating when people correct my grammar – especially in response to what I say verbally. I remember someone asking me how I was doing, and I replied, “I am doing good.”

He corrected me: “Don’t you mean to say, ‘I am doing well’?”

SIGH.

Yes, I know he was right. I have spent years studying grammar for my university classes. Even for fun, I still like to have my nose in a grammar book. (I find language and its changing rules so darn interesting.) And while I acknowledge the standards and realize there are a time and place for them, I may choose to just parrot what others commonly say and join in with the “rule breakers” because I realize that “correct” language usage is not the most important part of my life. Especially in my everyday texts, emails, and conversations, I’ve tried to never take my grammar too seriously. There’s a colloquial element that I find charming.

ADULTING: SOME ENCOURAGEMENT FOR YOU...
1.08.21

I’ve often heard that nature can be healing, but I think this truth has never been so important to me until now, when many of us are forced to stay local and slow waaaayyyy down. I have more time to check out the clouds, to contemplate those leaves hanging just outside my window, and to notice the hedgehogs that crunch around my neighborhood. I’m thankful I live in a very lush country.

Counselor and author John Eldridge shares how apathetic we can often be about our surrounding splendor: “Too often we just notice and go on, like a pedestrian who steps over a hundred-dollar bill lying on the sidewalk. Stop and pick it up! In these moments you open yourself and receive beauty, the gift, the grace – receive it into your being.” ​


​Welcome To My Blog!

I'm so glad you stopped by! There are many bloggers, so what can my few little pages on the web offer to you? For me, the answer has always been the same: I want more positive words "out there" about aging and adulting. I saw mainstream responses to getting older and found them often unappealing. I didn’t want many of those options, so I supported the one I do: an encouraging and enthusiastic response to the changes the years bring. I'm heading toward 40, and I think a positive outlook is important because if I die tomorrow, or I die when I’m 999, I’ve not lived a life where I’ve cringed at each new year.

Is my way the only way? Of course not. Our response to adulting is immensely personal. But it’s not limited, and that’s the secret. You don’t have to tackle the hardships of adulting the way others have. I hope you will join me in forging our own path and shaping our own reality: focusing on the positive, the special, and the parts of aging that make us smile and are in store for those who live (to be cliché) to see another day.