{"id":1017,"date":"2014-01-19T19:32:00","date_gmt":"2014-01-19T19:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/katrina.effexhost.com\/index.php\/2014\/01\/19\/life-changing-moments\/"},"modified":"2025-01-09T17:13:36","modified_gmt":"2025-01-09T17:13:36","slug":"life-changing-moments","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/2014\/01\/19\/life-changing-moments\/","title":{"rendered":"Life Changing Moments"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEgaDskrLAHZWnDaBBbmXsoWYlqOjBaEhT8Fo8ZCCiGs5yLVYzluGnwsUls3-NtZnrTs_S04w5EYn0cmId-kqNQEDuePjDaRITWnBT4Iu7NCEkN_7zHE9fbqmLEPPK-s802m2Y6WmGErjBkA\/s1600\/inspire1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEgaDskrLAHZWnDaBBbmXsoWYlqOjBaEhT8Fo8ZCCiGs5yLVYzluGnwsUls3-NtZnrTs_S04w5EYn0cmId-kqNQEDuePjDaRITWnBT4Iu7NCEkN_7zHE9fbqmLEPPK-s802m2Y6WmGErjBkA\/s1600\/inspire1.jpg\" width=\"150\" height=\"200\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>I don&#8217;t write much here anymore. Sure, I try to keep it filled with book reviews and if I&#8217;m honest, most of the time, I miss writing. Writing is a part of my soul, but it&#8217;s been a part that I&#8217;ve had to put on the back burner while I dealt with other things. Then, something happened&#8230;and it opened my eyes just a little bit wider..<\/p>\n<p>You see, I just returned from spending a week in Canada with one of the most amazing people that I know. I know that I&#8217;ve mentioned him here before. His name is Rob and we&#8217;ve been friends for something like seven years now. \u00a0Sometimes it feels like I&#8217;ve known him a blink of an eye and others for a lifetime. He&#8217;s just one of those people who came into my life and it was as if there was a perfect Rob shaped space that he slid right into. In all that&#8217;s happened, there has been a comfort knowing that whatever happens, he&#8217;s in my life for good. I can&#8217;t imagine us not knowing each other.<\/p>\n<p>Now, before I gush on too much and make y&#8217;all think that I&#8217;m in love with the man or that we&#8217;ve secretly snuck off to the Canadian version of Vegas (is there such a thing?), let me just say that he really is one of my best friends and if I take sneaky pictures of his backside, that&#8217;s my business. *grins* Seriously though. Rob is amazing. For starters, he has lost an entire person over the course of the past year or so. I cannot begin to tell you how proud of him I am. He looks seriously amazing and I can tell just how much it&#8217;s helped his health and has bled into so many other areas of his life. \u00a0If that wasn&#8217;t enough, he&#8217;s also really taking control of his life and starting to live it for him and his children and nobody else. I&#8217;ve long said (and yes, said it to myself, as well) that you have to live for you before you can add in anyone else. Like me, he had that a bit reversed for a while. It&#8217;s exciting to watch as he rediscovers aspects of himself.<\/p>\n<p>Folks, that&#8217;s just what I got to spend a week doing. I got to watch as he puttered around his new apartment, making it just how he wants it. He asked my opinion of where he had things stored and I couldn&#8217;t help but smile as I told him that it was his place. It only had to work for him. I&#8217;d find things if I needed them. I got to listen as he talked about his struggles and yes, preened a bit over his accomplishments. It reminded me of how far I&#8217;ve come and how far I have yet to go. It inspired me. He inspired me.<\/p>\n<p>So, here I am&#8230;back at the keyboard because I wanted to put all of this down into words. I&#8217;m not sure that I&#8217;m really doing it proper justice..just how much that time meant to me&#8230;but my heart knows and for once, my head is right on board with it. Every time a negative thought peeks its head in, I&#8217;m reminded of how he told me to take away the memories of a good weekend together..I remember and I smile. I&#8217;m also taking the inspiration and I&#8217;m using it. They may be tiny little things to the &#8220;average&#8221; person, but to me, they&#8217;re steps in the right direction&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Since I&#8217;ve been home, I&#8217;ve:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>not left things sitting in the van to be dealt with later.<\/li>\n<li>stopped drinking most anything other than water.<\/li>\n<li>hauled out more bags of trash than I&#8217;m going to admit to here.<\/li>\n<li>gotten my new nightstands into place and organized them.<\/li>\n<li>flipped my mattress and put clean bedding on it.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<div>These are only small steps, but I was reminded that small steps add up to big changes. I was inspired in a couple of other ways too, but I&#8217;m keeping those to myself for now. They&#8217;re going to take some guts on my part and if I can pull them off, I&#8217;d like them to be a surprise. Honestly, I&#8217;m more than a little scared to try but as we learned over the course of the week, fear keeps you frozen.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Rob, like so many brilliant people, isn&#8217;t always the greatest with words. I can&#8217;t say that he really vocally encouraged me, other than saying that he&#8217;s learned that if he can do it, any one can do it. He never made it about my personal journey, just showed me his own. I was reminded this past week that actions really do speak louder than words and his actions nearly screamed c&#8217;mon, you can do this too.<\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/s227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/?action=view&amp;current=Name2.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/Name2.jpg\" alt=\"Photobucket\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t write much here anymore. Sure, I try to keep it filled with book reviews and if I&#8217;m honest, most of the time, I miss writing. 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