I’m writing this blog post in November and I’m currently full of thanks for God’s protection of me. Life is fragile, but it’s a good thing that we aren’t constantly thinking of that, otherwise we would be very anxious humans! Instead, once a in while, we’re reminded of our fragility and that we should be thankful as a result—God, I thank You.
The big-little city that I live in finally got a subways system that went live in early October. I know this is a huge accomplishment for a city and I was excited until
We’ve reached the last day of September and that’s when I like to reflect on what I’m thankful to God for over the past month.
My brother-in-law celebrated his birthday and I thank God for protecting him and his family (aka my sister and the nephews and niece who I’m obsessed with!) since he’s been in Canada. My bro-in-law appears to have adjusted well to Canada and to the pace of life, which is good, since not everyone has an easy time adjusting to living in a new country.
It’s been a while since I shared my thankful posts and a few kind readers mentioned that they enjoyed them. I enjoy them too but it’s easy to fall out of a habit, even one that you enjoy. I have much to thank God for, so let’s get started!
First off, I thank God for preserving my life so that I could see the end of the month. I believe He did this through the gift of Continue reading →
What a blessing, what an honour to turn 40. Forty years old! It’s a big number yet not even middle age (by God’s grace!). Even harder than believing that I’ve been on this earth for 40 years is believing that my parents have a 40-year-old—imagine! I feel much more like a child than my parents were at 40; maybe because they had four children by my age!
I thank God for keeping and sustaining me (and my family) for all these years. I thank Him for who I am, flaws and all, and who I’m becoming. Speaking of…
I had a picture of who I wanted to be by 40: someone who knows what she wants and lives in a way that’s congruent with those things (for example, wanting to be a full-time entrepreneur means working on my business every day, period, and for me, it means waking up earlier because evenings don’t work as well as they used to). I want to be the friend who brings out the best in others (I was better at this when I was younger) and I want to surround myself with friends who do the same for me. I want to be positive and not let fears, anxious thoughts, and a negative mindset hold me back.
Text from Ves: You guys coming over for a swim today? We can bbq. Me (to nobody): *Excited squeal* Also me: Mentally cancels previous plans to run errands and organize my closet. Sends Sayo a text to say (all casual-like) “Oh Ves just asked if we wanted to come for bbq and a swim” along with the guilty face emoji (because the night before I told him about my plans to stay home and get things done!). Sayo: Yeah, we can go if u like. Me (to Ves): Yes please! So excited; going to look for my swimsuit now.
I have so much respect for the blogger I used to be seven or eight years ago, the one who showed up on a consistent basis without a strategy and without overthinking her content. Smartphones and social media were supposed to make blogging easier, but all they did was give me reasons to overthink something that was fine the way it was.
I miss blogging. The exercise of expressing of myself was free therapy.
I stopped sharing Thankful posts because I thought they were boring to read, especially since I wasn’t blogging about much else on a consistent basis. Because I wasn’t blogging about anything else, I also felt that the Thankful posts made it seem like I had a better relationship with God than I did, which made me feel disingenuous. Continue reading →