Tuesday, November 13, 2012

I have a hope chest. Actually, it's an old toy box my uncle made for me in shop class when I was young. But in any case, it's filled with things to have in my future life as a wife and mother. I used to wonder if I'd ever get married or have children, or be able to use the odd smattering of things stowed away in that chest, just waiting to be used. Measuring cups, spoons, a mug and a lunch plate, a vegetable peeler, some mixing bowls, more cookbooks than I'll probably ever use, potholders, coasters, and casserole dishes. Lots of odds and ends. Kind of like my life. Little snippets of experiences, good and bad, the pretty and the ugly. I've been looking forward to the future for years, but while doing that I forget to stop and just enjoy what I have. Every so often I crack open that hope chest and just enjoy looking at what I've amassed throughout my short time here on earth. Other times, I open that chest and just dream about using those things. But dreams are often far-fetched and they keep me from learning from my experiences today. This blog is going to be my record of daily things that hit me, whether those are experiences with people or insights that hit me. This will be my virtual hope chest, filled with my life story, so that in the future I can look back and see just how I and my life have changed together.