Age

yet again..

Another idea has hit me. This time it was not at the breakfast island. This so called realization hit me as I was lifeguarding a ten year-old's birthday party. The birthday girl was excited. She was finally ten. Double digits. Finally. However, that wasn't the thing that struck me.
As I sat there quietly judging who "had the biggest splash," I see the birthday girl's father. He was glowing because his daughter was happy. He jumped off the diving board to make a big splash to show her friends. He was happy. I thought about this man for a long time, and realized that at some point, he was ten too. I also thought that he probably remembered a time when he had all the hair on his head, and maybe not so much on his back and chest. For tonight, and for his daughter. This dad was ten again.

People tell me all the time that time flies by. They tell me "don't blink!" because I just might miss something. There's going to be a day when I'm all grown up too. I want to be able to remember my tenth birthday party, and to make sure that my ten year old remembers theirs too. I want to be able to appreciate every moment. To understand that every second of my day is an opportunity to make a memory ( or a memory for someone else.) I don't think I'm exactly ready to grow up, but when I do, I want to remember how I took every moment to make a difference. I dream that maybe one day in life people will think about me and say that I have influenced them positively.

So tomorrow, I will spread love.


In joy,

Kandace

Epiphany

Epiphany. Epiphany.

A word that strangely came to my brain this morning. As I sat eating a delicious bowl of Special K red berries and vanilla yogurt, a not so profound thought came to me. I am alive. I am breathing. Today is a new day.
Every morning we all wake up as we normally do. However, no one really knows how the day will pan out. A lot of things happen in our lives that we cannot control. I'm not sure what today will bring. A flat tire? A cracked iPhone screen? Who knows. Those are the things we can't control, but we can sure control a lot.
Today I have to make a decision. Do I ask the lady in check out line how her day is going? or maybe: Should I hold the door open for this not so stable old man? I have the decision of how I'm going to treat others today, and man I hope I do it right.
As I continued this thought, yet another idea came to me. "This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it." I decide my attitude. MY attitude. It's all up to me. Today I will choose to rejoice. If the opportunity comes to sing and dance, you'll see me there. Because today, I am rejoicing.

Special K brings forth new ideas.

In joy,

Kandace

New Season

I've never blogged before.

However, I've seen it done and have realized that maybe I have something to say to. I've switched schools, I've changed friends, and the things I thought at once were the most important aren't anymore.
Summer.
It changes everything. It's the time where life passes you by in an instant, and once you've realized 3 months have passed, you also realize you've changed a little bit. It's June, and I know I'm no longer the person I was in May. During school, I valued things. I valued money. Central Arkansas Christian became an oasis of people pleasing that wore me out on a daily basis. I'm no millionaire, but I do know how to be nice (and pretend like I know how to dance.)
Summer.
I'm letting go. My shoulders feel lighter. I am happier. I want to grow this summer. It no longer matters how much my jeans are, or where we go out to eat tonight. God's going to provide for me, He's already given me enough already. Life's no longer about me anymore, once I took my eyes off of myself, and directed my attention on my spiritual life things brightened up. I love the feeling of selflessness. I can breathe better and smiling at everyone seems to come naturally.
Summer.
It's hard for me to grasp the idea that my feet will not step on Central Arkansas Christian soil this year. I've gone to the same school since 2nd grade. Crazy. Drastic change takes my breath away, but I've never felt so good about a single decision. I'm glad to be away, I love the idea of starting out fresh. The idea of new people, teachers, and being 1 of 750 juniors feels like jumping into a pool when it's still March. I'm starting out new, and life is absolutely wonderful.

In joy,

Kandace