Josh and Keri

To be a woman today

Who knows quite what that means.

 

Pages of our an sectors seem to have clear answers

In Jesus’ time a woman leaned on her husband or son to provide.

Having no other means to live by

Condemned and stoned for being different

 

In the beginning of our country

A woman was to produce children and teach them each their roles in life

A son must be strong and take the occupation of the father

A daughter to learn to cook and clean

 

Swiftly changing the meaning behind a woman grows ever more

To care for others, a husband, a child, a friend, parent.

To clean a house that grows and grows

To feed your love ones

To teach other generations

To build a career higher and higher

To increase your knowledge

To give life to another human being

To stay size 0 as long as you can

With perfect hair, eyes, make up

 

Unable to conform to one of these things

Does this mean you are not truly a woman?

 

What makes one a woman today?

 

To each their own must answer this question

To debate and create.

What is a woman in your eyes?

What is a woman in God’s eyes

What is a woman in society’s eyes?

 

Does what a grandmother

A mother

A sister

A friend

 

Dictate what makes a woman?

 

To each their own.

Life is such an interesting dance eh?

It seems to me that the times I stop to anaylyze life is always in the valley of life. When things are tough and walking is hard, when standing up for what you believe in means being alienated, when relationships are strained. Those are the times I really sit and think about my life. Usually simply to say “Man My life sucks, Why is God picking on me?”

I used to sit and comfort myself by saying, “it will only make me stronger,” or “God has a plan.” And not to say that is not true. Hopefully most of us can see that God often can take terrible sitiuations to bring about miraculous things.

But instead I began to wonder if perhaps my habits of handling the “Down” times is all wrong?

Why do I only reflect in the hard times? Why can’t I step back in the good times and reflect on life? They may be short but not insignificant right? What if I could store all the good times in life to get me through the bad times?

I like reading… a lot! When I was in high school and things got complicated I would sit down and detach from the rest of the world in to a fantasy world. Now that may not be the best way to handle situations but it worked for a time.

So what if I combined those two things. Holding on to the good times in a book. Like Pollyanna when she would play the “Glad Game.”

Like everything in life I began taking baby steps to this new theory of mine. I began with a small journal. I can’t help but to know that at some point in my marriage there will be hard times. Coming from a divorced home that scares me, I may want to run. So I started by writing down all the good times, special times and just comforting times Josh and I have together. I figure that perhaps when the day comes that we can’t see eye to eye and we seem so at odds, I can open this journal and remember the Good Times. Perhaps this is just a faniciful thought, but may be it might just work. I might just sit down one night when my world/marriage seems to be falling apart I  can sit down open that book and be taken back. With those memories hold prayers and with prayers there are hope. When you can remember What to pray for you know what to Hope for.

Just a theory and we shall see how it turns out….but remember the good times in life. They pass too quickly we all know.