Repurposed…my new favorite word. I can apply it to every aspect of my life. As you might have gathered, I’ve been going through some growing pains. I have been struggling with letting go of my children, trying to figure out who I am now, and what makes me happy…as I have this huge space that once was over occupied with my daughter and her life. There I have said it. (big sigh)
So much has happened lately…things that have my thoughts returning to life and how fragile it is and that there is no time to waste! You think I would have learned that by how fast time flew by as my kids grew up. My dear friend lost her mother, my doctor suddenly passed away, a man at my office had a stroke, my son’s co-worker had a stroke…tragic and sad moments have had me thinking…and praying…and counting my blessings. There have been moments filled with fun and happiness mixed in…gathering with my girlfriends to support our friend with the loss of her mother, visiting another childhood friend who is now a pastor of a small church in a town nearby, moments of discovery in my own mind (and in Joann’s Fabric store)…all have me thinking more on that word…repurposed.
Through all of this, the right side of my brain kicked and suddenly in the midst of looking for a hobby, I felt the need to be creative…so I started looking for something to “make.” I found Pinterest (www.pinterest.com) and I started reading DIY blogs…the ideas started flowing. There is something very appealing to me right now about taking something old and making it useful again. And I think it’s because it’s ME. I am being “repurposed.” God is working on me and helping me to find my re-purpose. I have had some revelations lately and the most surprising is I want to return to some of what I knew in my youth. After visiting my friend, Kelly’s church, I realized I wanted to find a smaller church where hugging the entire congregation is entirely possible. After looking inside my mind and heart, I have found I am much more my mother’s daughter than I ever thought. I have gone recipe crazy and taken a love of old dishes. And now, the idea of making all my Christmas gifts has me thinking I may want to learn to sew a stitch or pick up a crochet needle. And I’m digging in the garage…looking for that old picture frame that I can turn into an inspiration board. Repurposed. Rededicated. Reborn. Not just spiritually but mentally.
I know I’m not the only one going through this either. I have many friends that are re-organizing, re-thinking, re-decorating their lives. I guess we are all trying to make sure that there are no re-grets at the end of it all.
And for the first time in a few months I feel useful again. Repurposed…my new favorite word.