9/13/2023 0 Comments Vienna waits for you![]() How is it, over the course of these past months (year?), I could have forgotten to take time off, and slow down, and look around in wonder.Ī post shared by Jennie Goutet on at 12:56am PDT The editing has consumed me for weeks.īut today I’m stopping to ask myself where the hurry is, and how is it that I could fall back onto that slippery slope of yoking my worth to my achievements. I just finished my third book, after countless revisions (thus my silence on the blog), and am querying agents this time around because self-marketing is an exhausting thing. Youth will not come back, though in my heart of hearts I feel as wide-eyed and filled with wonder as did that kid who lay on the grass in her backyard and tried to spot pictures in the clouds. You’re gonna kick off before you even get halfway through That you can get what you want or you can just get old It’s all right, you can afford to lose a day or two When you stay quiet and open your senses to what’s around you, when you put aside the panic and the desperation, the scrambling to determine your worth by the legacy you leave behind.Įvery life is a legacy, whether you live large or small.Īnd take the phone off the hook and disappear for awhile ![]() Life is so beautiful when you stop, and sit down to drink in its sweetness. When will you realize, Vienna waits for you? You’ve got your passion, you’ve got your prideīut don’t you know that only fools are satisfied?ĭream on, but don’t imagine they’ll all come true There is so much to savor in life when you’re not white-knuckling your idea of perfect. I forgot to delegate and pray and chill out a little and settle for less than perfect, and actually look around and enjoy the gorgeous success it was. I get so ahead of myself that I forget what I need, and this party just brought everything to a head. Though you can see when you’re wrong, you know You’re so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need Texting can wreak havoc, man.Īlthough it’s so romantic on the borderline tonight The wheelchair was actually welcome because I was so exhausted, even my hands hung limp at my sides, exacerbated by all the phoning and texting I did in the days leading up to the party. The party absolutely destroyed me physically (high blood pressure, arthritis flare-up, anxiety – but this is not supposed to be a post to gripe about medical problems so I’ll stop there). Since his birthday party was on the day of our wedding anniversary, this Vienna trip was to celebrate us. And last February, when we went on our church married retreat, there were these little decorated jars with slips of paper where you could each write down date ideas to pull out at random. If you missed it earlier, this whole Vienna thing came about because my husband remembered my mentioning once in our early days how much I identified with the song. When will you realize, Vienna waits for you That you can get what you want or you get old We had the idea of asking for a wheelchair to navigate the standing and walking at the airport, which led to getting one in Vienna (the airport is spread out, so that was a good idea), which led to us asking at the hotel, where we were lent one for free during our stay there. By the time we left for Vienna (we had the Sunday to try and clean up – and failed – and we left that Monday), I had trouble putting pressure on my foot, and we both wondered whether the entire vacation would be spent in the hotel. That shoe was not the worst thing I could have worn, but it came close.Īnd I was on my feet constantly while preparing for my husband’s 50th birthday party. Fatigue alone would not have put me in a wheelchair, but the sprained foot I thought I had since the month of August, and for which I was wearing a special suspension shoe that took the weight off my foot and put it on my ankle, actually turned out to be a huge case of tendonitis starting with the tendons on the arch (both above and below the foot) and snaking up the ankle to the side of my leg. What am I going to do with myself…nothing?īut it seems God had another plan. I can’t imagine just stopping everything to heal. It was a thoroughly humbling experience because, although I’ve slowly been getting more and more rundown physically – mentally I keep expecting to pop back up again and pick up where I left off. ![]() I could not have known that when I finally did make it to Vienna, I would be seeing it from the vantage point of a wheelchair. You’d better cool it off before you burn it out Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about? When, at the tender age of 18, I sang along to Billy Joel’s Vienna Waits for You, identifying oh so well with those lyrics…
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