A Week That Hit The Spot!
Isn’t it funny how what you often need the most falls right in your lap? This past week, all of the readings from “Simple Abundance” could not have come at a better time for me.
Feeling a bit overwhelmed in the domestic sphere, it was good to be reminded on June 1st of the story of Hestia. Life is busy in June and things were beginning to slip, and although I can’t say that housework is like meditation, it is an excuse to do something that’s reasonably quiet, and very satisfying.
Do Our Things Define Us
It’s interesting that the end of May in “Simple Abundance” focused so much on “The Fullness of Nothing”. I had occasion this week to visit a Hutterite Colony located just north of Jenner, Alberta. The Hutterite Brethren live a sparse, simple life. There is little in the way of decoration, with everything being purposeful …what results is a very plain, utilitarian environment. It’s most definitely not for me! That said, the place couldn’t be more spotless, and the people there have a peace about them that you rarely encounter in “outsiders”.
It’s summer already! School is out and the weather is hot! Father’s Day has come and gone without Daddy. On Fathers Day, my mom, my sister and I went outside on the deck to take a picture to send to my dad. My sister and I held a piece of paper that said, “Happy Father’s Day Daddy! We miss you!” and emailed it to him.
I remember when Sgt. Greg Kruse was killed in December 2008. I remember the phone call. The shock. The disbelief. I remember the drive to his Kruse home in Pembroke. It was in silence. I didn’t want anything to remind me of that moment.
I spent this past Monday in shock and disbelief again. This time it was over the death of Sgt. James MacNeil. He was killed by an IED on June 21, 2010.
Living in Deployment
I always find the first few weeks of deployment the hardest, missing my dad so much. After a few weeks, we’re accustomed to our routine without my dad. We still miss him, that’s for sure, but we’re not as gloomy as we were when he first left. Some days are easier than others, and some days it seems like forever until he’ll be home.
After my dad left, mommy, my sister and I all went inside. We sat on the couch for a bit and had a group cuddle. Then my mom said she knew what would make us all feel a bit better … she went into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of M&M Peanuts for us to share. She reached into the bag and exclaimed “what the heck?!”
Cleaning Out Junk Drawers, and Other Revelations ...
This week continues on the idea of order. I was totally inspired to clean out my two junk drawers and pair them down to one. I couldn’t believe how easy this was … and now I have an empty kitchen drawer!
D-day. The day had arrived for my dad to leave for Afghanistan. That morning he had to go into work and do his final DAG. I have no idea what a DAG is but it’s all part of him leaving. When he got back from his DAG we all (my dad, my mom, my sister and I) all cuddled and hugged.
Perfect People Are No Fun!
This week the focus of the Simple Abundance journey remains in the home, creating order. I have found that I’m in the mood lately to do spring-cleaning and sort through the mess/piles/chaos that has accumulated over the winter. Unfortunately I’ve lacked the time this week and I find that it’s stressing me out …
I am absolutely thrilled to begin blogging my way through “Simple Abundance”. I must confess that this is a book I need desperately. I seem to have a genetic inability to achieve balance in my life. But, as Sarah says on January 1st, you are the creator of your own contentment. And so it has begun …
This past week, the focus has been on home and what Sarah calls the 3rd Simple Abundance principle, order. Now, I can’t say that I look at homecaring/housekeeping as “a sacred endeavour” … but it can be immensely satisfying. In as little as 5 minutes, I can make a bit more sense out of the chaos. And don’t underestimate housecleaning as therapy. On 9/11, with one eye glued to the television, I scrubbed, vacuumed, dusted, polished and washed like it was going out of style … an attempt to create order in a world gone mad.
The years when we’ve been posted, I always have this grand idea that I’ll be so incredibly organized, that this will be the move that is finally, blessedly, stress-free. This has yet to ever actually materialize, but a girl can always hope. And in the meantime, and although we are not posted this year, I spent a bit of time this week simplifying - clearing out the stuff that no longer fits, either my waistline or my lifestyle. And we are lucky to have a thriftshop here in Suffield… so I save myself the guilt of adding to the landfill.
Home should be a haven from the stresses of the world, especially given the nature of military family life. Now, that’s often easier said than done, depending on where you find yourself … PMQs can be some of the ugliest houses ever built, and often the house you bought was a huge compromise on Day 5 of the house-hunting trip. But I can control where I go from there. And although I doubt I’ll ever reach a state of order comparable to the Shakers, it’s still worth a try!
Until next week …