Daily Encourgement, Life in General

Oldies are the Goodies

An up-all-night movie-a-thon.

Do you ever feel a sense of nostalgia?

Geez! What am I thinking?

Of course you do.

Who doesn’t ever sit and reminisce about their younger years?

This evening I started feeling a little icky and couldn’t sleep so I got up to watch a movie, Dirty Dancing.

Watching that movie brought back many memories of different movies we watched as youngsters which then prompted me to keep watching movies.

Some of my favorite movies as an 80’s/90’s childhood are:

  • Dirty Dancing. My sisters and I would sit for hours and keep rewinding the videos just far enough to rewatch the ending. Yes, videos! I am that old!
  • Footloose. Another movie we rewind far enough just to rewatch the ending.
  • The Goonies. Something about a group of teens finding treasure that was just so appealing to our young minds.
  • Big. You know the movie of a boy who goes to a carnival and visits the Zoltar machine to make a wish that ends up being granted, just not quite like the boy expected.
  • Teen Witch. You have to remember that movie! A run of the mill average girl, nothing special who gains popularity almost overnight and ends up dating that sexy beast of a guy. There isn’t a girl in the world who didn’t want to be that girl in the movie.
  • Mannequin. If you don’t know that movie then you definitely weren’t raised in the 80’s!
  • Grease. This is another movie that got rewound over and over just far enough to watch the ending again.
  • Splash. Remember the beautiful girl that the guys falls in love with who just so happens to turn into a mermaid when she’s in water. Oh, how we wished to be mermaids?
  • E.T. Of course, any 80’s child’s movie collection is not complete without this popular alien movie.
  • Back to the Futures. In homeschool this past year, my kids got a kick out of watching those movies on the day that was the future in the movie: October 21, 2015.

Oh, the memories of childhood. The kids these days don’t even know. I watch my kids now, watch them in their interactions, their play, their growing and learning. It’s amazing. I, as a child, didn’t have the nintendos or the ataris or any other popular game systems of that era. We maybe had some card games and board games that we played. Religiously. Mostly, though, we were outdoors. We got creative in our play. We had to. We didn’t have money growing up which means we didn’t get all the toys, the fancy bikes, etc. We got creative. We made houses out of leaves raked into squares and rows to imitate the walls. We played in mud holes. We climbed trees and played hide-n-seek. We ran through the fields picking wild flowers and playing chase. We played war in the woods beside our house.

Lordy mercy, it’s hard for me to believe I am old enough to have these memories. But hey, they say oldies are goodies.

What are some of your favorite movies from the 80’s and 90’s?

 

 

 

Motherhood

When I Became a Mother…..

Becoming a mother is a part of life that society is teaching to be unimportant. In reality, it is one of the most important contributions we can make.

3yo dylan

My opinions of this are very biased because all I ever wanted to be was a wife and mother. the mothering part started before the wife-ing part, but regardless, I did give something up to become an unplanned mom at the young age of 19.

But, unplanned or not, it’s a mishap I’ve NEVER regretted.

So, what did I give up?

9 things I gave up:

  1. the chance to become absolutely and disgustingly selfish. I don’t believe I’ve ever been a selfish person, but having my first kid at 19 taught me to be selfless. What my son needed from me physically, mentally, emotionally, and financially was more important than what I might have wanted. His needs and wants came before mine. But it didn’t matter because I just wanted to love him, provide for him, and take care of him.
  2. the chance to do dumber, more irresponsible things with my life such as becoming a drunk, being reckless in general, and/or worse, absolutely nothing.
  3. my heart to a wonderful, perfect little being at which point my life was no longer my own but one that was needed to help another have and sustain life.
  4. my chance at becoming something bigger such as having a career. However, I quickly realized that being a mother is the BIGGEST accomplishment I could ever offer this world. Not because it’s all I can do, be, or learn, but because it’s one of the BEST things in life that I can give back to my creator, to God.
  5. the chance to live completely carefree because the moment I became a mother, my heart was in my throat. His hurts became mine, his happinesses became mine, his concerns became mine, his joys became mine. Everything he felt I felt. Everything he heard, I heard. Everything he smiled at, laughed at, cooed at, cried about became my smiles, my coos, my cries.
  6. my sanity because who really wants such a boring life anyway?!? Motherhood is never dull.
  7. the need to control everything around me. Motherhood has the ability to make life livable in a way that nothing else can. It reminds us of the simplest pleasures, the greatest joys, and the never-ending failures. In the process of trying to control this life, we sometimes forget the small things.
  8. my stubborn-ness because I will tell you, 17 years later, just how stubborn my kids can be. It soon becomes a battle of wills, one in which I am not willing to engage in. They, too, will learn. Stubborn-ness can be your greatest friend, or your worst enemy, more-than-likely, the latter.
  9. the notion that I know everything because in reality, I know nothing. I learn every single day. I am actively involved in getting through this trip called motherhood with my heart intact and my children growing up to be contributing members of society that can and will act selflessly and responsibly with love in theirs hearts and brains in their heads.

Being a mother was never an event that would haunt me for years to come. It was, however, a blessing bestowed upon me that I enjoy every day. Don’t get me wrong, I have my bad days, we all do. I just choose to not let those define my experiences as a mother. They only enhance it.