I just bought this for the dining room. I love it!
I am pretty lukewarm on New Year’s Resolutions. Maybe I’m cynical. They don’t lead anywhere. On the other hand, it is good to have a plan. Here are my loose ideas:
1. Clean the house more regularly: I am a tidier, which is good, but I need to actually clean from time to time. I like things clean, I just don’t always do it. Cleanliness is next to Godliness, remember?
2. Don’t waste so much time on the computer: that includes blogging, Pinterest, and Facebook. I spent way too much time doing these things in 2012 and it didn’t exactly make me a better person. It’s okay to do mindless stuff, just not hours upon hours of it.
3. Always leave them wanting more: more food, more talking, more ideas, more Facebook posts. I have a tendency to over do it. I talk so much no one is ever left wanting more. Something to ponder.
4. Eat better: I know I love to eat, and I know I cook pretty well. Enough. Eat less. Eat healthier. Simple.
5. Worry less, pray more: I say this every year. Time to do it. I say most of these things every year but I do believe I’m getting somewhere and that leads me to my last resolution:
6. Be hopeful!
Happy New Year!
Here’s a beautiful thanksgiving prayer my dear cousin shared with me:
May God our loving father bless and keep in his mercy all of the members of this family whether at home or away, whether living or at rest.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours! Have love in your heart and then give it away!
In all things, give thanks. (1 Thes. 5:18)
I made some icing for cinnamon rolls this morning. One thing I love about icing or frosting, besides its obvious deliciousness, is that it is forgiving. If it’s too thick, you add a little more milk, syrup, extract, or melted butter. If it’s too thin add some powdered sugar. It’s no big deal and it all works out. You can’t go wrong with fat and sugar.
Frosting is forgiving, and you should be to. When you forgive someone, you are freeing yourself. You lighten your load by releasing anger and resentment. Those things will only bring you down and keep you miserable and stuck.
Forgiveness is something we give to others, but it is a balm to soothe ourselves.
Last night I was at the airport waiting for my driver. It was late and very cold. I was coming from Memphis where it had been about 30 degrees warmer. I put on every piece of clothing I had in my bag and covered my head with a scarf. While waiting, there was a Muslim-looking woman. I say Muslim-looking because on that night I was a Muslim-looking woman too. She smiled at me as if to say, “Hi sister.” I smiled back but felt a little uncomfortable. I wasn’t trying to look Muslim but I was aware that I did before I even saw her. Should I tell her that I’m not Muslim? It was silly. Who cares. She smiled at me. I smiled back. We are sisters. I am Christian. She is Muslim, probably, but who knows for sure.
The picture above is of me in Morocco about 6 years ago. I can pass for many things: Puerto Rican, Dominican, Ethiopian, Muslim. I am none of those things. I am Christian, of African descent (most likely West African), English, Irish, German and French. Most importantly, I am human.
Dia de los Muertos, or Day of the Dead, is a Mexican holiday that is celebrated around the world. The holiday focuses on gatherings of family and friends to pray for those who have died. The celebration takes place on November 1st in connection with the Catholic holidays of All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day (November 2). Traditions include making private altars honoring the deceased using sugar skulls, marigolds, and the favorite foods and beverages of the departed and visiting graves with these as gifts.
Some families build altars or small shrines in their homes with crosses, statues or pictures of the Blessed Virgin Mary, pictures of the deceased, and candles. People spend time around the altar, praying and telling stories about the dead.
I have never celebrated this holiday but I’ve always wanted to. I love the idea and the colors and look of the decorations. Perhaps I will start celebrating Dia de ls Muertos. I would want to choose one person each time. I think I will start with my father this year. We will definitely eat chocolate chip cookies. He loved those.