...health, marriage, sanity... where do I begin?
A few months ago, I received the email below from one of my greatest friends, Debbie.
They Teach It at Stanford
...just finished taking an evening class at Stanford. The last lecture was on the mind-body connection - the relationship between stress and disease. The speaker (head of psychiatry at Stanford) said, among other things, that one of the best things that a man could do for his health is to be married to a woman, whereas for a woman, one of the best things she could do for her health was to nurture her relationships with her girlfriends.
At first everyone laughed, but he was serious.
Women connect with each other differently and provide support systems that help each other to deal with stress and difficult life experiences. Physically this quality “girlfriend time" helps us to create more serotonin - a neurotransmitter that helps combat depression and can create a general feeling of well being. Women share feelings whereas men often form relationships around activities. They rarely sit down with a buddy and talk about how they feel about certain things or how their personal lives are going. Jobs? Yes. Sports? Yes. Cars? Yes. Fishing, hunting, golf? Yes. But their feelings? Rarely.
Women do it all of the time. We share from our souls with our sisters/mothers, and evidently that is very good for our health. He said that spending time with a friend is just as important to our general health as jogging or working out at a gym.
There's a tendency to think that when we are "exercising" we are doing something good for our bodies, but when we are hanging out with friends, we are wasting our time and should be more productively engaged—not true. In fact, he said that failure to create and maintain quality personal relationships with other humans is as dangerous to our physical health as smoking!
So every time you hang out to schmooze with a gal pal, just pat yourself on the back and congratulate yourself for doing something good for your health! We are indeed very, very lucky. Sooooo let's toast to our friendship with our girlfriends. Evidently it's very good for our health."
What made this email so awesome was not just how true it is, but who sent it.
I am beyond blessed to have remained close to a group of 5 girls that I went to high school with. Close like the ones who live locally go on walks together and have girls nights or play dates and come over to help when you've gone totally overboard throwing your 3 year old's birthday party and need assistance decorating 54 cupcakes close. And close like annually going away for a Girls Trip for a night/weekend despite that there are 13 kids and 6 husbands to leave behind.
We spent one night last weekend in Carlsbad shopping, having sushi (or Shusi), plowing through the best of Trader Joe's chocolate-covered specialties, debating between riding horses or zebras, attending church (seriously), and being treated to massages (thank you Debbie!). It was rejuvenating and relaxing, uplifting and inspiring, hilarious and serious, fun and more fun all at the same time.
I'm lucky enough to have 5 great gal pals, and I can tell you that it is VERY good for my health (and as aforementioned, my sanity, my marriage, my desire to be a good person... I could go on.) I know that they are true friends that lift my soul- I come home on a cloud and feel better about myself after I spend time with them.
A little encouragement- even if you can't spend time with your best gal pals right now, go and call/text/facestalk one of them and let her know how much she means to you. This is my "heart you!" to my girls- Debbie, Rach, Allyson, Val and Kristyn. I hope you already know how much I love you.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Good for My...
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Finding
I got a new inspirational book.
Here's what I've learned...
The idea that I need to "find myself" is completely inaccurate. There is no Carrie-To-Be hiding somewhere in the woods 10 years away that I have to walk one specific path to find. The path that I need to be on is the one that I am walking on right now.
God has not gone before me and laid the stones on a yellow brick road that I have to carefully totter down, careful to not misstep. He is with me in my heart, whispering in my soul as I lay my own yellow bricks, one by one, and hoping that the path I am laying eventually leads to heaven. The greatest part is that I get to find my own way there, aided by the blessings and challenges given to me.
That idea has been freeing to me. I remember very specifically facing a tough decision in 2002. I had just been accepted to a ministry program that was going to allow me to travel across the country for 9 months. To go or not to go was not the tough decision- I knew I wanted to go. The tough part came a few weeks before I was set to leave, when my youth minister shared that she had been diagnosed with cancer.
My first instinct was to cancel the ministry trip- I thought her diagnosis was God telling me not to go, to stay home, to be there for her and for the youth group kids during this tough time. When I came to her to talk it over, I shared that I was torn about where God wanted me to be. Her response was so simple. She told me, "There is no 'right' choice. God will go with you wherever you decide to go."
That conversation encouraged me to go on the ministry trip. It was one of the best, most inspiring, challenging, and altering experiences of my life.
I returned from my 9 months away in May 2003, and despite a valliant battle, my youth minister passed away that summer. I can see now so clearly that what God used the ministry opportunity to ready me for the challenge of leading the youth group in her absence- something I would have been sorely unprepared if I had stayed home.
The book I mentioned is a blank notebook, filled with pages of nothing but lines begging for whatever words ready to come spilling from my heart. On the front it reads "Life is not about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself."
It is my intention to use this next year, my last in my twenties, to fill that notebook with what I believe will be the purposeful beginning to creating my life as I want it to be and inviting God to walk with me on the journey.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
"Busy"
Not blogging means one of two things...
#1- I'm "busy".
You know, living life, working, taking care of two babies, planning parties, working out, having too much fun and completely forgetting to take pictures of my kids. Fun Busy.
#2- I'm in a bad mood and don't want every blog post to be angry ranting.
*This doesn't happen very often, but I do find that when I'm in a funk or particularly peeved about something, my desire to write is like 1000%. It's like when I was a kid and something would upset my mom and she would threaten to "write a strongly-worded letter." Now, as adults, when she gets mad we say, "Are you going to write a letter, Mom? And is it going to be strongly worded?" Helpful, I know.
Right now, it's #1. Getting back into the working mom groove, trying to enjoy the time I have at home AND remember to get groceries is tough.
Also, my fantastic sleeping boy who was clocking 7+ hours at 4 months old is not sleeping so fantastically right now. Mr. Braunalicious thinks he's going through a growth spurt. I think he just wants me to hold him as much as I can. We'll see who prevails.
A horrendous lack of pictures, but I promise to be better soon.
Here's one a few weeks old, but it might be my fav of the kids together thus far.





