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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 178 :: trust the wind

27 Jun


Today, we found out that it’s official. We are moving. Again. Our townhouse is being sold we are packing. This one was a bit of a surprise and at least it is a local move ahead of us.

Tomorrow will mark our two-year anniversary. We will be married for two years and now will have lived in three places! We have quite the track record going, but that seems to be the adventure we are on.

Maybe this year of trust is really about being flexible and will to go with the flow and let the wind take us where we need to be. Even if it’s just one town over! 

The wind blows again. Here’s to trusting… wherever we land will be a welcoming and amazing neighborhood. 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 94 :: 4-letter word friday

7 Apr


The wind is howling outside my window. It sounds like a storm is brewing. Maybe it’s the weekend calling. Maybe it is the winds of Spring.

The Wind reminds me of something I know and understand.
To make anything happen, we have to create the wind behind it.
The focus, the energy, the action – the power of the wind.

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Day 240: watching the wind

28 Aug

Given all the reports of power outages I am sending this off early today.  Keeping my promise.

It’s one thing to hear wind.
It’s another to watch it.

As I sit here waiting for downgraded Tropical Storm Irene to arrive I can not only hear the whisperings of its impending arrival, but I also see all the trees swaying to the rhythm of her beat.

Part of me wonders if it is easier to sleep through a storm like this at night.  To dream it away?  Or is it better to watch it play out it true technicolor motion during the day?

Just which one is better for my head?

Either way, I know the storm will pass.
While it will leave something in its wake, there will be bright blue skies tomorrow.

And, that, reminds me of what my father always told me in my worst days of uncertainty — whether it was a break-up with a boy, a bad grade on a test, losing a game of basketball or losing my lunch over a cancer treatment — he always reminded me to stick in there, let it blow over, keep my head high, because there was one certainty: “the sun will rise tomorrow”.

Here’s to tomorrow and to everyone getting through today.


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