WELCOME TO THE WEEK
"How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?"
-Dr. Seuss
This Week I Ask: How did it get so late so soon?
I've heard it a million and one times, "Where did all the years go?"
My 91-year old mother says it repeatedly, and, I note, with astonishment.
"Who would have thought 'we'd' end up here?" she says, riding a motorized cart in Walmart.
This past Friday, I felt myself channeling my mother as I celebrated my 60th.
The wise words of Dr. Seuss kept rolling over and over in my mind, "How did it get so late so soon?"
Shortly after my twins were born, I distinctly remember holding them in my lap, one on each thigh, saying to myself, "When they are 30, I'll be 60."
At the time, that sentiment felt a million years away.
This Week We Talk: Reflections from my former false self.
A few steps into my husband's business, I heard a very loud, very robust, "SURPRISE!" and saw my daughter, Brooke, jump right in front of me.
I almost had a heart attack.
I thought I was dreaming and was really hoping no one would wake me.
I had just talked to her and her sister the day before. Clearly, Brooke was in her office in St. Louis and Candace in her apartment in Uruguay. Earlier that morning, I had "seen" via What's App that Grant was at a conference in Kansas.
None of my three children would be here, in Virginia, for the BIG DAY. I was okay, sincerely, and had made peace with that fact. I'd see Grant and Kristen for Thanksgiving and the whole family would be here at Christmas. I was sad and content all at the same time.
"How are you here right now?" I screamed, trying to catch my breath.
"Aaron, you've been out of town all week," I said. "How are you standing here?"
"We worked it out," they laughed.
Then my brother and sister hopped out and I saw my mother hiding around the corner.
"I've met so many great people tonight," she said.
Her hint made me know a bigger surprise was on the horizon.
Join This Week's Conversation: Reflections
As promised, this month's content and resources are reflections from the decades of my life. First on the agenda was ages 0-9, "Born an Empath." This week, ages 10-19, "The Formation of a False Self."
As I sat in the "Birthday Girl" chair and listened to the kind words of my friends and family, my mind raced. One thought clearer than all the others:
"I am whole. Inside and out. No longer performing, but truly comfortable in my skin."
I can't wait to share more on this week's podcast and blog. I enter this new decade a WHOLE person. No longer disintegrated, no longer functioning from a false self with all it's coping mechanisms and defense strategies. I've worked real, real hard and as I sat in that chair Saturday night, I felt, emphasis on FELT, whole. And, that feeling, FEELS amazing. As I say to you all the time, "FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD and FEELS GOOD." Join me this week and let's keep growing closer to Jesus and ourselves.
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