A couple months ago, I challenged myself about making more time for ourselves and the activities we enjoy. I realized how our own happiness is essential if we want to adequately care for our spouse, our homes, our careers, etc. We can’t neglect our own needs, passions, hobbies, and favorite pastimes for too long; otherwise we’ll become tired, grumpy, cynical, and even physically ill.
Can anyone relate?
For examples, we can make more time for ourselves, do more of the things we enjoy, and (as a result) live happier, more fulfilling lives.
Shopping for an afternoon sounds like pure torture, going to a busy restaurant or coffee shop to pay 5 times more for something that I could make in the comfort of my own home just seems like a waste of time and money.
Yes, I realize how insane this might sound to some (many) of you; but the idea of going on a weekend retreat or a coffee date just to “get away” sounds insane to me. What do I want to “get away” from? I LOVE being home!
Why I rarely ever feel the need for traditional forms of “me time” (especially since I got married!)
What I realized is that I actually DO enjoy “me time”… but my “me time” is often spent on everyday tasks that so many others want to get away from. Continue reading
I had never traveled in a train. My first train journey was from Surabaya to Semarang. I was so thrilled and waited eagerly for the day to come. I was expecting it to be one of the memorable days in my life. It was 4th March, 2017. It was a wonderful trip with my husband. Our train was scheduled to depart by 20:00 p.m. As soon as the train came into the platform, the passengers rushed to get into the train. With a little of difficulty we could find our seats and placed our bag. All of us were seated in the same compartment. I was so excited. It was a great experience for me. A thrill of excitement ran through my veins.
I sat by the window and looked at the passing scenery. By the time the train started for Semarang, I was busy observing the scenic beauty of East Java. Numerous roads, huge factories, busy towns and numerous stations. We didn’t realize how quickly time had passed.
Though it was a long, tiring 3,5 hours train journey, but it was really a memorable experience for me. There is romance in train travel—the rhythm of a train moving over the tracks, that rocking movement, the muffled noises of the world outside. There is the deep history of steel laid over prairie grass, bridges built, towns made and destroyed. There are stories of other journeys along the tracks, both dramatic and mundane. Continue reading