Two Year Anniversary

When I signed into Suzansays, I was surprised to find that WordPress had sent a little note congratulating me for celebrating my 2 year anniversary.

Two years ago today (Christmas day 2013)…I suppose it has been two years since Suzansays was created.  It’s been almost a year since I began this daily blogging run….

So, yes…I suppose it was 2 years ago on Christmas evening that I stretched myself a bit and went public with my thoughts.

Scary thing, this going public with my thoughts – for me and probably for my readers too! 😉

To my readers: thank you for the gift of your presence and patience. Thank you for believing in me…for being oh so kind in your comments.

The weeks and days leading up to Christmas have been frustrating and angst filled.  However, Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were blessings far beyond what I’d hoped or dreamed.  God wove a thing of beauty and I am in awe of God’s goodness and grace.

My hope is to write a bit, in the coming days, of things learned and experienced and of the ways I’ve grown…and perhaps grown up.

When this posts, Christmas will be past and we will be moving quickly toward the year’s end. I wish to bask in the glow of this Christmas now past but life moves me forward into what’s next.

Perhaps, through writing I will be able to capture (for myself and for you) the wonder of this Christmas.

Stay tuned!

326 On Day 324, 2013

Today is my 326th post here on Suzansays.  I’ll admit, I was surprised when WordPress shared that bit of information with me.

If you search back over my 2013 posts you won’t find one for every day of this year. Suzansays came into being before this year began. Posts were few and far between until mid January when I challenged myself to write a post every day this year.

Things rocked along well until Mom was hospitalized for a week in May.  I’d not given forethought to having a few posts squirreled away in the event of such and so my daily posting took a temporary break.

I’ll admit – creating something every day and putting it out there for you to read has, at times, been difficult.  Sometimes I just didn’t want to write and there were times when I couldn’t think of anything thing to say.

With only 41 days remaining in this year, I have hope of completing my goal of writing my way through 2013.

On this 324th day of 2013, let me encourage you to consider creating a blog of your own.  WordPress offers all you need right here.

If you decide to unleash your wild creative side via blogging, be sure to let me know so I can follow you.

To my readers – thank you for following, thank you for reading, thank you for being kind with your comments.

Issue Taken – Point Being

A friend took issue with something I wrote here, in my Suzansays blog.

At first, I was shocked.  Yes, I was.

Then, I felt a little hurt…just a little.

THEN, I was excited and said, “You read my blog?”

“Yes!” said she.

“WOW! How awesome is that?!?” I replied.

She, however, did not see how her concern over my written words should evoke such joy in me.

I just laughed.  Not at her, of course. I love her dearly and would never wish to hurt her.

But, you see…I’m a writer.  Writers write.

I’m also a blogger.  Bloggers write to be read.

She read my blog.

Yes, she did!  That’s exciting to me.

I don’t write to be agreed with.  I write to write.  And, I blog to be read.

The post that she had issue with was a success simply because she took the time to read it.

That’s the whole point of writing a blog!

And, you know what’s equally exciting?  She told some of her friends things I’d said.

Yes!  She did!

And, yes!! they read my blog, too!

Take issue with what I write – that won’t bother me one bit.  I’ll know you read it and that will make me happy beyond words.  If you take issue with something I write, I’ve made you think and caused you to get off the fence and choose a side, make a decision, take a stand.

That’s a win / win the way I see it.

Making a List, Checking it Twice

I lost my list…

…the one with ideas for Suzansays posts.

It’s supposed to be right beside my computer, within easy reach should a thought cross my mind that I want to explore further or an idea pops into my head.

After several frantic seconds of panicked looking, I found it.

But in those brief seconds, my mind crafted a blog piece – what would happen if I’d not found the list and if I’d asked Hubby if he’d seen my “list.”  It went like this.

Me to Hubby: “Have you seen my list?”

Hubby: “What list?”

Me: “The little blue list that sits right here beside my computer.”

Hubby: “I didn’t know you have a blue list beside your computer.”

Me: “I don’t anymore.”

Hubby: “Where did it go?”

Me: “I don’t know.  That’s why I’m asking you.”

Hubby: “How would I know where it is if I didn’t even know you had one there?”

Me: “Aarrrgggghhhh…you didn’t pick up a little blue piece of paper that was on the floor beside my desk and throw it away, did you?”

Hubby: “Was it crumpled?”

Me: “Did you throw away a crumpled piece of blue paper that you found beside my desk?”

Hubby: “No.”

Me: “Did you throw away a piece of blue paper, crumpled or not, at any time yesterday?”

Hubby: “No.  Why?”

Me:  “Never mind. I’ll just go dig through the trash and see if it’s there.”

Hubby: “I took the trash out before we went to bed last night.  You might want to check the recycle bin, too.”

Me:  (Silence.  I open my desk drawer and pull out a blue Post It Note, stick it to the top of my desk and begin to write.)

Hubby: “What are you doing?”

Me: “Recreating the list…or as much of it as I can remember.”

Hubby: “If you can remember it, why do you need the list?”

Me: “I have lists for everything.  I’m a list maker.  That’s who I am.  If it’s important, it’s on a list somewhere.”

Hubby: “Is my name on a list somewhere?”

Me: “Yes.”

Hubby: “What list?”

Me: “Probably several lists, actually…a to-do list, a travel list, a remember-this list, a shopping list, emergency contact list…like I said, several lists.”

Hubby: “Where are they?”

Me: “Where are what?”

Hubby: “The lists.”

Me: “What lists?”

Hubby: “The lists with my name on them.”

Me: “I don’t know. Why?”

Hubby: “You have lists and don’t know where they are?”

Me: “Yeah…that’s how this conversation got started, remember?  I was looking for a list.”

Hubby: “What’s the point of making a list if you don’t keep up with it?”

Me: “Making a list clears my head, organizes my thoughts and lets me see – in order – what I need to do, remember, etc.  It helps me keep up with what’s important, like I said earlier.”

Hubby: “Let me get this straight – you make lists but don’t keep up with them and the reason you make the lists is so you can keep up with what’s important…right?”

Me:  “Right. Most lists I make are made for one reason – and that reason is to arrange my thoughts and my life in such a way as to see clearly what needs to be done and weed out what’s not important.”

Hubby:  “Okay.  But, if this stuff you write down is important to know and remember…why don’t you keep up with the list?”

Me: “Some lists I do keep up with…like the list of blog post ideas.”

Hubby: “But you lost that list.”

Me: “Yeah, it would appear so.”

Hubby: “Was my name on it?”

Me: “Hmm…yes, I believe it was.”

Hubby: “What were you planning to write about me?”

Me: “It’s not important now.”

Hubby: “What do you mean it’s not important?”

Me: “That post idea, whatever it was, can’t top the one I’m thinking of writing right now! 😉 ”

I’m a list maker.  Hubby is not, apart from that of entering appointments on his calendar. If I am away from home and find myself sitting/waiting for several minutes, my mind automatically begins organizing things into to-do lists. And, I usually whip out my notepad and begin writing things down.

Will I ever look at the list again?  Probably not until I find it and throw it away (after wondering when I wrote it and why I created that particular list). Sometimes it’s enough to create the list.  Listing creates order in my mind and if my mind is orderly, so is my world.

If you, dear reader, are not a list maker and wonder why I would ever deem it good to write one, take a look at this link and learn why I, and others like me, make lists.

Wait…I’ll make it easy for you…I’ll share the list of 10 Reasons Why We Love Making Lists.

  1. Lists bring order to chaos.
  2. Lists help us remember things.
  3. Most lists are finite.
  4. Lists can be meaningful.
  5. Lists can be as long or as short as necessary.
  6. Making lists can help make you famous.
  7. The word “list” can be tracked back to William Shakespeare.
  8. Lists relieve stress and focus the mind.
  9. Lists can force people to say revealing things.
  10. Lists can keep us from procrastinating.

I’d love to hear from you.

Are you a list maker?  Do you attempt to order your world in this way?

If not, how do you (pretend to) keep your world in order…your mind wrapped around what’s important…your day governed and your appointments kept?

I’m eager to learn new ways.  And, I’m eager to hear how other list makers keep up with all the lists they make…here, there and everywhere.

(In case you’re wondering, I didn’t share this with Hubby prior to posting.  He’s a good sport and will have a good laugh about it.)

Seven Days of Silence

A week has passed since my last post.

My intention, when I began posting this year, was to post daily for 365 days.  Just to see if I could, I suppose.

For some reason unknown to me, two weeks ago I felt the urge to write and to schedule posts ahead. By the time Friday morning arrived, I had 5 posts waiting in the wings…set to post on Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of last week.

I was prepared should something transpire that would keep me from posting here for several days. That felt good and for some reason important. I patted myself on the back and debated how I would spend my morning writing time the next 5 days.

Saturday morning – I slept in.

Sunday morning – I planned to sleep a bit later than usual but was awakened by a phone call that would change my plans for the next 7 days.

Monday morning – An early rise allowed me time to get a little work under my belt before I left for the hospital to be with Mom, who was in MICU.  (Medical Intensive Care Unit)

Tuesday morning – Rising early gave me time to cut Mom’s grass before heading to MICU room 5906.

Wednesday morning – Morning began shortly after midnight on the 5th floor, room 5331, with the first of many interruptions and intrusions: beeps, alarms, voices, nurses, techs, up, down, in, out, lights on, footsteps, door opening and closing….

Thursday morning dawned when the tech flipped the light in the “ON” position at 4 a.m. to get Mom up to weigh her.  (That’s a tale for another post.)

As I lay on the cot at the foot of Mom’s bed, with the cover over my head to block the light, I felt quite empty knowing Thursday would be the first day in over 120 that I’d not posted here.

Oh, it wasn’t from lack of trying.  I had internet at the hospital – via ipad and laptop (Windows). I just couldn’t access my blog.  I could access WordPress and my stats – but not my Dashboard or my blog itself.  I couldn’t even bring Suzansays up to see what had posted. That gave me much GRRRRRRR.

And, I was frustrated to know that I had not been able to reach my goal of 365 consecutive days of posts.

But, life goes on.

Mom was dismissed from the hospital Saturday – a week after being admitted for a high fever – and as we move forward each day, I find myself tentatively settling back into what had become a normal routine for me.

Seven days of silence.

These silent days taught me much.

  • Anticipate
  • Be prepared
  • Communication is necessary
  • Don’t procrastinate
  • Expect the unexpected
  • Find your center
  • Get ready
  • Have a plan
  • I need you
  • Just chill
  • Keep focus
  • Love more
  • Maintain balance
  • No regrets
  • Opt in
  • Plan ahead
  • Quit complaining
  • Review often
  • Sleep is vital
  • Time is irrelevant
  • User-friendly = 🙂
  • Value family/friends
  • Words are important
  • Xyst time refreshes
  • You need me
  • Zealous nurses/techs save lives

In the coming days/posts, I plan to share some of the thoughts/happenings from those 7 days of silence.

But as we well know –

“The best laid schemes of mice and men go often awry”

Until the next post….

Or. as we say ’round these parts, “later gator!”