As McKinney prepares to deck her halls, the excitement mounts and expectations build.
It’s a wonderful time of year!
While I have been watching the vast amount of revitalization the city has undertaken over the 5 ½ years, I visited McKinney before inevitably moving here, my own excitement built. When retuning home, I would recount my discoveries to friends and family. I was moving to what seemed like a magical place…a city where people cared about bringing their Phoenix out of the ashes to rise in glory once again.
After all, it wasn’t that long ago when our beautiful courthouse was mourning her demise behind the decrepit boards that covered her lovely façade. In the time it has taken to bring the Square back to its present state, the opportunities for future growth continue to be on the horizon…and not just during the holiday season, either. It’s the rest of the year when we find out what we’re really made of.
For instance: Take November 11th. This thought provoking date brought about all sorts of “mission” related acts of mindfulness, it seemed…so much so, that many people all over the world conducted various forms of group prayer, mediation, and discussion to recognize the date and offer a kind of personal reverence and revelry with the hope of making a real difference from that moment on.
I was working with a client that day but was incredibly fortunate we were able to have our own little “moment” together where we stopped our work and at precisely 11:11, we prayed with specific intentions for good to come out of our joint meditation. Needless to say, it was a very cathartic experience I was privileged to share with her.
Finding the “magic” amidst the shuffle is one of life’s most precarious challenges, I think. How we move through space and time has become rote, we often don’t notice even the smallest of blessings right in front of us. So many things to be thankful for and yet at the same time, we take them for granted not realizing how fleeting they might be.
We are staying with our daughter and her family at the moment. And of course, we dream about the day when we will be in our own little nest, we might never again have this time with our three grandsons, being a part of their daily goings-on, helping with breakfast and baths, hugs and homework, diapers, and dog feeding. You can be sure we will look back on these days with a very warm heart and remember these bed bouncing boys who deeply touch our souls.
Sharing this time with Gina, Mike and the boys is truly something to be thankful for. Learning the art of gratitude is indeed a lesson for the present moment. And, being grateful in this season of Thanksgiving is what true happiness is all about.
Wishing y’all a very joyous and calm holiday filled with loads of memory making moments!
Deborah Viapiana-Ricci is a freelance writer living in McKinney with her husband, Wil. They can be found taking in the splendor of the season right here in their own backyard. Write her! Deborah@Teresinas.com