Why a blog from me, someone who has never been a writer, someone who has never been articulate or had a solid grasp of the grammar world. Because God told me to write. Several years ago a life storm invaded my family. God kept telling me to write it all down. I argued, but He would not let up. This went on every day for a couple of weeks until one day out of frustration, (I'd like to say it was out of obedience), I picked up a pen and paper and wrote for 7 hours straight! Do you think maybe I needed therapy and God knew it?

I've been writing ever since and have learned to love it! I started out sharing my stories with friends and family. I've now been published in a Nashville church paper, Our Daily Journey (a devotional site of RBC Ministries), PCCWeb Daily Devotional, Ruby for Women Ezine Magazine, and I am a contributor in the book Alabaster Jars, Life in Abundance Collection 2.

Why Ponderings? During this life storm, God led me to a pond in the woods behind my home. There He met me each time, teaching new lessons, reminding me of old ones, showing His presence and allowing me to feel His love through the surroundings of that pond. I found myself returning over and over to ponder, pray and praise. A healing of my heart took place and out of the experience came my first book, Ponderings From the Pond, then a second book, Ponderings From My Porch, and now a third book is in the works along with a memoir about my storm.

Why am I making myself so vulnerable? Because God has done so much that I cannot keep quiet. I have to share. Jesus's last words to his desciples were, "Go,tell." We are his disciples too and this is just one of my ways of telling.

I'm no scholar but I have heard God's voice in my spirit, experience His love daily, and have a desire for others to experience this also. I would love to share with all who visit and I would love to hear from you. If my sharing gets just one to ponder, to be quiet with the Father, to see and hear from Him or to be reminded of something from Him, then this is worth my vulnerability.

As you visit me, sometimes we will be at the pond, sometimes we will move to the front porch, and sometimes we will just be here, there, and yonder. Thank you for coming and please feel free to come back anytime, you are always welcome here.

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Psalm 19:14


My first book, Ya Know What I'm Say'n, has been released.



Sunday, June 3, 2012

I'm losing my mind and my groceries. . .

and I didn't even know it!

I'm losing my mind, so what's new?! I thought it was time for some more laughs, so here I go, and yes, these stories are all true.  I went grocery shopping a few weeks ago and filled my cart up with groceries.  I checked out and proceeded to leave the store with my purse and empty cart, happy as a clam.  When I hit the outside of the store, I heard a young boy yelling, "Ma'am Ma'am!"  I turned to see what was going on and he was coming toward me!  He looked perplexed, saying to me, "Ma'am, don't you want to take your groceries?"  I looked back at my empty basket not believing I was actually leaving without my groceries.  I sheepishly laughed muttering I must have a lot on my mind.  As he went back inside, I think I saw him shaking his head.

BUT, that's not the end of the story this day.  I drive home, get out of my car, go inside and eat lunch.  Then I go out into my back yard and sit in the swing, soaking up the sunshine and just enjoying the day for about an hour when WHAM!  The thought entered my mind, where's my groceries?  I had left them in the trunk, forgetting to bring them inside. 

Did you see my post awhile back where I shared turning 50, saying I had reached the top of the hill and was going to sit there for awhile and enjoy the view before starting to slide down the other side?  I think while I was sitting up there, my mind went on without me. 

My grandmother used to walk around the house talking to herself and I always thought how crazy, I'll never do that.  Guess who I talk to now when I'm home alone?

I walk into rooms all the time and can't remember why I went there?

One time I was talking on my cell phone to my mother.  I saw by the time on the clock that I needed to leave soon for an appointment, so while talking, I started gathering my things to leave, things like my purse, key and phone.  I found my purse and keys right away, but I could not find the other.  I started to panic as I saw the time ticking by, knowing I had to leave soon.  I shared with my mother how I needed to go because I couldn't find my phone.  She snickered as she asked me, "What are you talking into?"  It's such an incredible feeling that sweeps over me when I realize how "out there" I've been.

Oh, then there was this past Easter ham I was cooking.  I bought a Paula Deen ham and it came with this awesome glaze packet that you just stick in the microwave to warm and then you drizzle it all over your ham.  I put the plastic packet in the microwave and turned it on while talking with my mother on the cell phone.  I didn't pay close attention to the buttons I hit on the microwave.  I ended up hitting way too much time and then I got involved in the phone conversation.  I started to smell the glaze and went to look and saw to my horror that the bag had exploded and sticky glaze had shot all over the inside.  I opened the door and the glaze proceeded to run out all over the stove, splashing onto the counter and dribbling down the cabinets onto the floor.  I was smart enough to drag the ham underneath the opened microwave so while it was still running out, what was left would fall onto the ham.  Do you know the longer honey ham glaze sits in the oven and on countertops and floors, the stickier it becomes?  It was all ok in the end.  I cleaned up the mess and the ham was really good!

It could be worrisome, but I know that the Lord is always with me and He promises to never leave me. If I forget where I am some day, at least I know (for the time being) I have One who will lead me where I need to go, or send someone to get me.  So I have decided to have a good attitude and be humorous about it.  If my lights are going to go out someday, I would like to go out laughing.  And so, when I do crazy things, I've decided to share with the world here at my pond and maybe give someone else a good laugh.  As long as I can get the story down before I forget! 

If you happen to be just like me, please do share.  I'd like to say to my husband, SEE, I'm not the only one!

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Stacie said...

My dear Kristin,

Thank you for the laugh!!!

I have done many of the things you have!! I think the reason for me is the 4 little blessings I have. And every now and then, when my plate seems to be full, I do things like that. . .

I almost left a cart of groceries right after my son was born (sleep deprivation).

I talk to myself all the time, with hand gestures and everything! LOL Sometimes my husband catches me and we both crack up laughing!

And the walking into the room and wondering why I came in. . .at least a couple of times per week.
You're not alone!!!!!


Grandma Becky said...

oh dear! LOL! loved this post and the smily faces...such an addition to the post. I've not been quite that bad but do realize that I need to take my reading glasses with me, especially on shopping trips. My eyes tend to get tired quick when I'm shopping and looking at stuff and reading tags...sigh. I'm 50+ and known to be forgetful. Like not writing items like spaghetti sauce I knew we needed but it was in my head...didn't even go down that aisle. Just got stuff from my list, which is a good thing. So it's on my list for next time. I found your blog from reading Stacie, firefighter's wife blog. I like what you have to say. Take care!

Quiltingranny said...

Hmmm, where do I start? First of all a huge THANKS for being so brave and sharing.
I went to school to pick up my grands last week and got there a bit early, the girls got into the car and I started to leave. They asked if I knew their brother wasn't in the car yet. Oooops!

I have 3 calendars to remind me of appointments and I still forget them.

When I was subbing, I once showed up at the wrong school....

Lastly, I made tuna casserold recently and you guessed it, I forgot to put the tuna in.

I think a lot of it is being stressed out!

You aren't alone and now I know, I am not either! Yes, the Lord does take good care of us!

Cora from Hidden Riches said...

It's pretty bad when I get to the comment box and have to go back and reread what I just read because I can't remember why I was going to say what I'm saying!!!!! Did that make sense????? I can't remember for the life of me even why I go to the grocery store, what I need, etc. I've never left my groceries, but I'm always leaving my keys on the checkout counter. Can't get far without the keys! I never know why I went to the garage, can't remember that I have a load of wash in the washer, etc. So I'm right there with you, gal! But the nice thing is, no one expects any more from us. They just laugh!

ells said...

Oh kristin...I think we are kindred...oh too many to share...leaving the car running in a parking lot...too many times to count locking the keys in the car...scrub brush in the freezer...looking for ice cream I knew I bought...only to find it melting in the frig...talking on the cell...asking my kids where is the phone. when I go to my 87yr. old mother’s house...I ask her to remind me to take what I needed to get....I am hopeful when we are not spinning so many plates maybe...just maybe we gain a little of our minds back:)

Lisa Maria said...

My dear friend...you are so not alone! I often wonder what's going to happen to me later on in life if I'm this forgetful and distracted at almost 45! As for talking to myself...well that's a running joke around here...I even answer myself too! Who knows, maybe we're keeping ourselves sane with all the self conversations ;-)

Have a lot going on...sent you an email.

Love & Hugs

Vicky said...

Oh my goodness, you have given me such a good laugh as I too see myself in you. Of course, rather than blaming it on aging- I say "chemo brain." But my husband did indeed quietly point out to me I had signs of chemo brain long before I ever started chemo :)

I completely forgot food overnight in the microwave one night... oops.

I started another blog once and can't remember the name of it or how to get into it :)

And now, I find myself repeating the same things to people that I've already told! Yikes!

I had to come back and tell you my word verification was this : uyoung

Guess we should just go with that!

Lisa notes... said...

You're definitely not the only one. :-) (But I will be 50 in a few months, so maybe that doesn't count. ha) Thanks for giving me a chuckle and a "whew, I'm not alone" feeling.

Kelli Williams Wommack said...

You are not alone and I just turned 40! Too soon to lose my mind! I can so relate to most of your stories...thanks for sharing. I definitely needed to laugh and feel like I have some sisters to commiserate with through this time of nonsense!

Dionne said...

Hee-Hee...I am 38 and I link my forgetfulness and other similar antics to pregnancy...after my two sons were born, my mind has NEVER been the same. I wonder how I will be when I am 50! I love your honest stories and that you can laugh at yourself...it is good for us to do that. I am happy to know I am not alone. My favorite dork thing I did: put my purse in the fridge!

Alicia said...

Oh, I'm laughing with you! I'm not yet forty and I live like I've lost my mind on most days, too. Last week I unpacked the groceries and realized I was missing a bag- the one with grapes and bananas. So I called the store to see if I'd left the bag behind (been there, done that! Let me pay for these groceries and leave them for you to enjoy :) ) The clerk said no, but if I brought my receipt back she'd let me pick out more fruit for free. I sighed at the hassle of it all, but went back later with my five kids in tow and picked out more fruit. Six days after that, my toddler walks in with a grey grocery bag from the garage. What was in it? Fruit. Still don't know where she found it. I think I owe my grocery store a bag of fruit!

Kim said...

Ha ha! One of the last times I went grocery shopping I had 4 bags. I paid, grabbed them and started to leave. I heard a voice yelling, "Maam! Maam!" I turned around to see that the clerk was running towards me with two bags. Apparently I had only grabbed two.
Oh, my.
The only solution is to stop multitasking, focus more, and take ourselves lightly!

Melanie N. Brasher said...

You're hilarious! Thanks for sharing your funny moments with us. I'm glad I'm not the only person who forgets to take my groceries. :)

Kristin Bridgman said...

WHEW! Thanks girls for sharing your stories and letting me know (and my husband) that I'm not the only one. We girls need to stick together! ;)

Jenifer said...

Kris, you always make me laugh!!! :)

Pamela said...

Oh dear, Kristin, you are certainly not alone. My husband could tell some tales about things found in the refrigerator or the cupboard that neither should be in...And I refuse to mention how many times I've paid for my food at McDonalds and drove away without getting the food. Do you feel better or should I go on? LOL--I'm starting to depress myself!

kd sullivan said...

I've done all of these, (except the ham), especially if I'm too busy and overwhelmed. I've always done things like this, it does not appear to be linked with age, rather stress...take heart dear one! You are not alone!