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Category Archives: thoughtful
the wind blows.
It’s windy outside. And I have been feeling some of the blows. > Pow > Punch > Hard truth > Hard questions > Hard answers Looking up and around I wonder what to grab at first, or what things just to let fall where they may. Do I step in and help soften the landing? [...]
never want to be too old.
A lovely quote referring to Blythe. Who she is, what she represents. I did some reading on this doll I see everywhere and now know I would like one of my own to keep my curious and playful side alive and present. (This head can get stuck in serious adult mode). My young emily comes [...]
Also posted in beach, fashion, hope, me, Uncategorized Tagged Blythe doll, Florida, Heather, Julie 5 Comments
eat pray love.
I found the book read therapeutic, and the movie topped it off. Regardless of how connected Julia personally was to the part she played, I feel akin to Elizabeth’s seeker’s heart. Trying to find the balance of wanting more, and being right where I am. The language caused me to pull my journal and pencil [...]
decison made: massage.
I went for the massage. In attempt to not repeat going into another Monday feeling life-less and drained, I chose some self care. As wise women have told me, self care is not selfish. Self care is of the utmost importance. And if all else fails there’s the ol’ standby: if mama ain’t happy, ain’t [...]
there she goes….
and there she went. I let her go. She is something. She asked for this camp volunteer experience, looked online for tickets, figured out check in and baggage requirements, and coordinated all the details with the aunty and uncle in Colorado. Asking her if she was nervous, (thinking along the lines of her leaving her [...]
first snow.