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5 Questions to Ask Yourself When it’s Time to Let Go

Recently, my husband and a couple of his songwriting friends wrote a funny song about relatives coming to stay at Christmastime. It was totally tongue-in-cheek and instead of singing “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow” they changed the lyric to “Let it go, let it go, let it go!” This got me thinking about all the things I’ve carried with me through this year that I might need to let go, let go, let go in the new year.

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‘Tis the Season to Be Grateful

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I’ve seen on Facebook where many of my friends are already decorating for Christmas. I LOVE Christmas and can hardly wait to put up my trees, but I’m hesitant to fast-forward through November. Nestled between Halloween and Decking the Halls is an important moment to take a deep breath and just be thankful. Here at The Pink Typewriter Project, we are great believers in the importance of gratitude.

No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.

Too Early for Snow?

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I sometimes approach tasks in life like a one-armed plate spinner. I run from this task to that task and just try to keep all of the plates spinning at once hoping they won’t come crashing down around me. Sometimes, though, the tasks pile up in what truly can feel like an avalanche. And the weight of the collective volume can be overwhelming. On those days, I look at a worn fortune, taped on my computer screen, a remnant of a long-ago Chinese meal. It’s small type on the simple white strip reads: No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.

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If not for that crazy advice…

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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about advice and how it can change your life in unexpected ways. Even the smallest piece of advice, both if ignored or taken to heart and followed to the letter, can send you in a completely different direction, guiding events and altering the course of your life in magical or sometimes disastrous ways. Here are a few examples of pieces of advice, both large and small, that looking back on them now I realize changed my life.

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Vulnerability is hard

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So, dear Pink Typewriter Friends, maybe you’re wondering where I’ve been. It’s been — gasp — months since I’ve posted anything and a couple of days longer than that since I’ve posted anything that I was happy with. My last real post bared my soul on the not-having-kids front, and to be honest, I’ve needed some time to recover from the vulnerability.

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How to handle stress and pressure in life

A little of everything is good for you, so the saying goes. This even applies to stress, but a lot is not good.

Stress has many faces. Its most common forms are feelings of being vaguely worried and anxious most of the time but not knowing why, constantly being grouchy and irritable, mulling over problems all the time and generally feeling unable to get on top of things. You need your own ways of coping with stress. Establish a routine that works and suits you. Here are some approaches:

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I’m never going to be the best and that’s OK

The attitude of millenials seems to be a hot topic of conversation these days. I hear my friends and colleagues complaining about Generation Y’s lack of drive, constant need for approval, and entitlement mentality. It has me pondering the era in which I was raised and how it has affected my view of the world. As a child spending my formative and teenage years in the 1980’s, what was I taught about work ethic, motivation, and success? It was definitely an outlook that has shaped my life in ways I’m only just coming to understand.

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Silence is truly golden

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One of my cherished daily rituals (besides sleeping late!) is my morning walk with the dogs around our little 5-acre farm. I wear my favorite slip-on gardening shoes (Sloggers – look these up if you have never heard of them – super comfortable and adorably cute designs), bask in the early morning sunshine coming up over the trees, feel the cool breeze caress my face, and breathe in deeply the smells of fresh cut grass, honeysuckle, and magnolia that make spring in the South so wonderfully enchanting.

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Life-changing magic? But what about my stuff?

I recently finished reading Marie Kondo’s tiny phenomenon, the New York Times best-seller “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.” If you haven’t read it, it’s worth checking out. She’s a Japanese organizational consultant who gives advice on decluttering. Her theory, in a nutshell, is that unless an object sparks joy, then its time of service is completed and it should be released to its next chapter, whether that’s through selling, donating, recycling, or bidding a final farewell.

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Not hiding the tears

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Two Sundays ago, I cried through church. I felt horrible about it, and desperately wanted to stop, but I just couldn’t. It seemed like almost the whole service was devoted to celebrating mothers. I guess, since it was Mother’s Day, that is fair enough, but it’s a weird thing when you read Bible stories about people who prayed for — and received — babies and then wonder what you must have done wrong or what is wrong with you that your prayers are unanswered.

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An easier way to make a small change

How many times have we been told to focus hard on making a big change? Break it down into small steps! Write out a plan! Focus on creating a habit every day for three months and it will stick with you!! Blah, blah, blah. We’ve heard it a million times, but how often has it “stuck” for you? For me, not too often. So, imagine my surprise yesterday in my tennis lesson when I realized I had made a change to something I had been wanting to improve without focusing directly on it. I had improved my attitude about a small thing by looking at the bigger picture, not the smaller steps.

Dana and Bolshoi

Time flies …cherish every moment

Time really does fly! My dad used to always tell me that the older you get, the faster time goes. I dismissed this idea in my 20’s, but as I got into my 30’s I felt time speeding up and now in my 40’s a year seems to hurry by at light speed. Those older and much wiser than I am tell me it will continue to go quicker, but I can hardly imagine it going faster than it does now although I am wise enough to know they are right.

Dana and Bolshoi

Because sometimes instant access to the world is soul crushing

I won’t lie to you. This past weekend was kind of rough. For the second time in a week, I was walking out to the pasture to help my 33 year old horse get up from where he had decided to take a snooze. Every time this happens my heart hurts a little more wondering when it will be the last time we will be able to get him back up. For those who don’t know me personally, my horse Bolshoi and I will be celebrating our 31 year anniversary on May 11.

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Take Some Time to Take It Easy

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It’s April. I don’t know about you, but in my world of work, that means it is The. Busiest. Time. Of. The. Year. Not even the holidays hold a candle to this time of year in a college PR office. There are end-of-the-year awards, winding down projects, last-minute deadlines, and just a bevy of activity as everyone emerges with the budding trees and blooming flowers. Last week, I was super busy, running from this assignment to that one and then to another. (Don’t feel too bad for me; I really do love being part of this environment.)