810422_caress_me_to_come_in1.jpgHello! I am Kelly and I live in Ohio. I am an average (in a special sort of way) person who spends the days home schooling kids, cooking, making things pretty and working part-time. I am a wife, a mom to 4 sons and 1 daughter-in-law, a grammy to 1 grandson and a soon to be arriving granddaughter (thank you God, a girl, finally), a daughter (hi mom and dad), a sister, an aunt and a friend.

Welcome to Live Again Days!

You might be wondering what Live Again Days is, or what live-again-days are. Have you ever had a day that was so very special, if given the chance, you would live it over again? If your answer is yes, then you know what a live-again-day is! I love live-again-days.

I think all days should be live-again-days. And, I think they can be! Truly, if at the end of each day, we step back and look closely at the moments of the day, we can probably find a time, maybe just a second of time, that was so special it would make the entire day (even if, for the most part it rated a -10 on the how-was-your-day-scale), worth doing over again, just to have that one speck of time again.

I want all days to be live-again-days! No, no, no. Please don’t get the wrong impression. I am so not PerkyPollyMissSusieSunshine (I have people who will vouch for me on this one) living in a castle on the hillside, watching my subjects below spend their days planning all the ways they can please me (nice dream though…). It is just that I, hovering in my 40’s, at 30+ years of age, happen to realize that live-again-days are so much better than the alternative, and if I am not living live-again- days, it is up to me to change that.

Yes. Live-again-days are my responsibility (I do so cringe at the “r” word at times). It is unfortunately true. I have to do it. I have to use all the senses that the good Lord gave me to look for and witness the goodness that surrounds me, and then use my mind, body, heart and soul to guide me and motivate me enough to create those wonderful flecks of time.

I have to have my eyes in search mode, looking for the beauty in all people and in all things. I see it on a daily basis with my husband and sons. Yes, even when they are looking at me like I am the one that just got beamed down from my alien planet. I can look behind their “I can’t believe I got stuck with her” attitudes and know that they are loving and temporarily confused. It happens to the best of us. And, I know the beauty was there when fabric store employee looked as if she wanted to kill me when I asked about the stores yarn shipments. She couldn’t have known that I had just move here from another, bigger town, with a larger selection, and that I really didn’t care about the yarn, I was only trying to make conversation and she was missing her chance to be my new best friend. Yes, I am sure there was beauty there; I just had to wait and look harder for it. Sure enough, moments after I knew she was wishing me away, I watched her be very helpful to an older woman. And the thankful gleam in that older woman’s eyes was enough to make me glad that I had been there, in that store, at that moment. And, I did see beauty in the fabric store employee, after all.

When I tire of looking for the beauty in people I can find beauty in things. Just the right tree with ice encrusted snow covered branches, a gorgeous sunrise, trinket things, shiny things, old things. All the treasures that truly mean something, are waiting for us to find them and enjoy them.

I have to pay attention to the most important sounds my ears are hearing and not focus on the noise. My ears can bring hope, joy, inspiration, knowledge and understanding into my life. I just have to remember to listen carefully!

I have to really feel the love in a hug or the gladness in an oh!-I-am-so-glad-to-see-you handshake, the softness of a favorite shirt, the warmth of the sun on my face and the refreshing coolness of the wind. There are so many ways to feel goodness!

I have to slow down and really enjoy the tastes that pass through my lips; fresh fruit, scrumptious deserts, thanksgiving dinners, great cups of coffee (in this instance, pots are always better than a cups); just your general swell eats. I mean really, I am going to eat anyway; I might as well savor the experience and let myself bask in the beauty of it all! (Dreamily picturing myself shoving dad’s dressing and gravy down my throat as if it will be the last meal I will ever eat, while grabbing for my steamy mug of coffee and eyeing mom’s incredible almost heaven cheesecake.)

I have to open up to the sensations that the glorious smells of life offer. The smells of fresh grasses, flowers, spring rains that make windows foggy, pretty ladies’ perfumes, just bathed babies and dinner in the oven on a cold wintry night, enter my nose and are breathed straight into my soul and create moments of happiness.

I have to use my mind (I do have one you know. God gave it to me and I think He might have had higher expectations for my using it.) I have to imagine all the ways I can contribute to not only my live-again-days, but others’ live-again-days as well. We are all connected and are in this together- like it or not.

I have to use my body (yes, I have one, from the same Source, and I know He isn’t pleased) to get up and go! Go see, hear, touch, taste and smell all that is good. Get up and go create beautiful moments and lovely days! One can’t experience live-again-days if one isn’t experiencing life.

Finally and most importantly, I have to allow my heart and soul to guide me through my days. I must nourish them and pay the most special attention to them. I must trust them. They are the very center of my being, the purpose of my life. My soul knows what is good and what is right.

This blog is about my journey to find and make the goodness that can occur even in the most ordinary of days. I will share my finds and efforts in making live-again-days, and I hope you’ll journey along with me and share your treasures and works as well. We are all in this together, and walks are usually more fun with a friend.

Let’s live live-again-days!