Friends you didn’t expect to see.
Quiet time you didn’t expect to have.
A special something from a special someone who knew how to make you smile.
A hug from a child when you’re drowning in life.
Recently, I had dinner with friends. We laughed so hard our jaws hurt. It was a wonderful evening that hadn’t been planned. The spontaneity added to the pleasure.
I love when these moments occur. It’s like finding a Rolo in the bottom of your purse, or an extra twenty when you were sure you were down to your last buck.
It’s sweet moments like this that make our lives richer and remind us that life is for living, not for sitting by the window and watching the wind carry it away.
I hope you live life, and that sweet, unexpected moments find you.
Weaving a community
Think of our community as a beautiful tapestry in all the hues of the world. Each of us is a thread in that tapestry, bringing to it our own texture and strength. Together we make the whole stronger, more beautiful.
Everyone who knows me well knows how important I think being part of a community is — and how important I think it is to give back to that community.
My heart is always warmed this time of year when I collect donations for a charity auction I’m involved with. Since our first auction 12 years ago, we have raised more than $65,000 for the Northeastern Food Pantry.
I hope that when someone asks for your help, you’ll give in whatever way you’re able. Maybe you can volunteer at the event, make a monetary donation or pray for the organizers. Each thread adds to the tapestry and makes it richer and stronger than it otherwise would be.
With age, comes wisdom
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and relive my youth armed with the wisdom that comes with age. It would be like having a superpower. The Wisdom Kid!
Of course, life’s not meant to be lived like that, and our journey to adulthood, while it might be riddled with bumps and bruises and twists and turns, is as important to our growth as eating right.
So when I hear teens talk about something bad that happened and thinking it’s the end of the world, I want to tell them it’s not. That 20 years from now they will look back at the event (whether it’s a breakup, failed test, traffic ticket) and realize it was a small blip in their life story.
Teens often can’t see beyond the present. I get that. But it’s up to us, the adults, to guide them through the murky maze when they have trouble finding their way out.
I’ve been thinking a lot about missed chances, the wish-I-would-have moments.
The thing about chances is that we often don’t get a second one.
Should you steal second? Kiss the girl? Take the job? Move?
Fear is often the oppressor. The thing is, if we don’t take the chance, we’ll never know.
Yes, you could be out at second base. The girl might slap you. The job might not work out and the move might not be all that you hoped it would be. That’s why they’re called chances.
It’s better to have them, I think, than to not.
Buffy Andrews is Assistant Managing Editor of Features and Niche Publications for the York Daily Record/Sunday News. She’s also its Social Media Coordinator.