((I’m at the library so my internet is still down)). I’ve been in some sort of funk lately. I attribute it mostly to my circumstances, but how I am feeling is a result of my attitude and lack of giving thanks. Yes, I acknowledge that moving abroad or even just relocating elsewhere comes with its rollercoaster ride emotions and reflections. I’m towards the low part of the ride with feeling negatively, but the interesting contrast is that all around me, there are so many positives. We recently moved into our own unit about a month ago. It’s been amazing to have our own space and be a family without social pressures and others’ opinions and daily tasks that affect our schedules. I thought I’d miss the noise and others around me, but surprisingly I haven’t. I love that I can go about my day on my own time wearing whatever I please around our place. However, while this new start to us setting up life for ourselves should be exciting, I find all the reasons to fault this small, beige-colored overkill unit. I constantly reflect on our previously owned home, Christine, and recall her wood floors and newly renovated kitchen. And how we had so much more space inside and outside. But then I am reminded of the responsibilities that are involved in home ownership and am glad we don’t have that distraction and time consumer right now. This is just one of the numerous back-and-forth I go through in my head on a daily basis. The other big one is the community I miss so much from San Diego. How much help I received with Zane, during the day and date nights. How easily it would have been to have meals delivered to my doorstep when I fell ill recently and couldn’t get off the couch for three days and had a sick child at the same time. I have to remind myself that the community we left took years to cultivate and nourish, and that it’s too soon to have that here. At the same time, I haven’t appreciated the fact that God has blessed me with a handful of mother friends here to spend quality time with and do life together. All this comparing has sent me down a road towards a negative attitude and perspective. I lack thankfulness and know I am living in discontentment. I need God above all else because this is a deep-rooted issue. If tomorrow I woke up in my dream home and/or had the same community here, I’m certain I’d find something to be discontent about. The idea of “giving thanks” (which I read today in Creative Counterpart) reminds me that I need to thank God for my circumstances. Thank Him for bringing us to Gold Coast, Australia safely and seamlessly. Thank Him for the trials (big or small) I go through daily, knowing He has a bigger plan for me/us that I need to be patient to see its unveiling. When stuck in this funk, it’s so easy to lament the small details, when if I take a step back and honor God for the big deal that he is, I can already see how he is weaving things together for good in our short time here. I just simply need to continually give thanks.
Are your circumstances not ideal? Do you feel like you’re the victim or that you’re just not seeing the light at the end of the tunnel? Practice giving thanks for the personal growth that can take place if you’d let it. Give thanks for the work God is doing in you, through you, and around you.
Hi, all! So much has happened in the weeks that I have been missing from my favorite spot on the net. We recently moved into a unit and have not been successful with getting the internet hooked up. It’s been nearly three weeks! Until we have it up and running, I unfortunately will not be blogging. But fear not, I have discovered there is free internet at the library and my adventures without internet has brought about many thoughts and reflections. You should give it a go- live without internet and limited data usage on your phone. It’s a whole new experience! I have read the Bible and other books more, and have read more to Zane. Ah, the benefits of no longer idling on Facebook and People.com. I must admit this has been a wonderful divine intervention that has disciplined my priorities and appreciation for life without being connected to the outside world. I hope to be back on next week with blogging and sharing how I have grown a lot through all that we’ve experienced with the new move, making new friends, finding “the church,” experiencing severe sicknesses, and life in general. I miss you all and hope you’re missing me and the content. Stay tuned…
Being a resourceful person and one who loves people and thrives on the support, love, and encouragement from others, it was a no brainer that I needed to find some friends. Further, these individuals needed to be of quality and want a friendship that allowed us to ‘do life’ together. I was very blessed with the friends I left in San Diego and prayed for similar ones here. Where did I look for them? In the end, (for the most part) Meetup.com came through. At first, I met many moms that didn’t fit what I needed in my life, and after several weeks of showing up and putting a lot of energy towards being friendly, I was discouraged. I wanted to make friends, not just show up with my kid and focus on him and talk about him endlessly. From my perspective, I would have appreciated it if someone asked about my huge move, or alternatively, share with me about themselves. I was amazed at the lack of initiative people showcased towards building a friendship or community that I just started doing things on my own with Zane. I felt like I was trying too hard and was not spending my time wisely. Surely God would bless me with some friends; and He did shortly after. With my current group of friends, I regularly talk to and spend time with them during the week. For Zane’s party, all of them attended except for one due to her child being sick. To see this group of ladies joined with our extended family after having been on the Gold Coast for several months made my heart very happy. Everyone was inclusive, laughing, and getting to know one another. It was perfect. So what Zane was busy with his lawn mower pretending to cut the grass?! ☺ I’m thankful I decided to host a party for him to celebrate him, our two years of parenting, and to create an opportunity for people to gather in a community format. I don’t share all this to boast, but rather give thanks and share my hope for the potential there is to creating a community of good friends. I pray that these friendships flourish and that I’ll continue to be blessed by meeting more like-minded, beautiful hearted women. Through my short challenge of finding friends, I’m reminded to not settle, force friendships, and trust that God will bring them to me.
hi :) i'm reaksmey (reeks-may) and i love to think, reflect, and grow. do you? my life includes a handsome husband and a lively infant. here's where i write about how i grow through life's ups and downs in hopes that i can humbly encourage you daily. learn more about my story.