What is wrong with people? Okay that’s a loaded question… with no answer! I have read a few post with people having full fits! Totally conundrums! They seriously can’t figure things out once they spot a few people don’t have on a thin paper mask on their face. It’s like full panic takes over… brain... Continue Reading →
When the mean lives with you. When you created the mean. When you hate the mean but LOVE the mean. That hurts.
Feeling under the weather, disconnected and discouraged. Trying to stay connected and write for my mental health today.
I have written several post about gratitude and being thankful. All these posts were at my counselors request, as a tool to keep me focused on positive things. I found this to be very helpful and improved my mood, along with inspired a deep sense of joy inside me! Love this However, I haven’t been... Continue Reading →
After a week of blogging about gratitude I have to relog this! Perfect!
Eventful and Thankful moment
Live in the moment
Make the most of this moment
Smile in the moment
Be captured by the moment
Do not resist the moment
In the moment
is where you/we need to be
In the moment
another moment is being created
What do we do with the moment
Count our blessings
and our ability to be a blessing
Remember things could be worse
And Thank God for what is
and what has been made available
and that which has been given.
and thanks for sharing this moment with me!
It's been amazing for my soul to share this week with you and the things I have such gratitude for! Let's be thankful all year!
Today I am thankful for family. My sister Melissa- was so sweet, so giving and kind. She went all out and made that most amazing dinner for my husband’s birthday. It was delicious! 🤤 I’m sure it was expensive but the time and effort that was put in to get that meal planned and prepared!... Continue Reading →
He treats me like a Goddess- Dark time, hard times I didn't know who I was for a minute -Day passed, weeks flashed I didn't know anyone who would get it -Now I'm safe and awake-
I love this poem. Maybe it’s because I relate to the passing away part… maybe it’s because somethings I’ve chosen in my life I know will never die. Writing and leaving my mark on this world with my art will be here after I am gone. The joy, the pain, the memory and experience will be here even when I am not for the read to bear.