I feel a little stress this week. Why? Because I have too much. Yup, that’s what it boils […]
abundance
“You know what? Writers don’t compete with each other,” Kimberly Schumacher said, raising her eyebrows at me. I […]
I spent the weekend on the road: sitting in the car, sitting in the pee-wee football stands, sitting in a hotel. I had a lovely getaway. And, I’m so happy to be back home again. Here’s my list in no particular order:
[icon name=”heart” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Cuddly cat sisters. It really is nice to have a companion who sits on my lap while I stroke her. When they come in pairs, it’s just that much nicer.
[icon name=”heart” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Yoga. I mad today’s intention gratitude. Along with several things that popped up, was the very practice. Plus, my muscles shouted out, “too much sitting” in a way they rarely do.
[icon name=”heart” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Children with good manners. I ran into some people who lacked manners this weekend. Perhaps that highlighted that I take it for granted the consistency “please and thank you,”
OMGosh! It’s early evening already and I failed to take a moment to collect my thoughts around gratitude. […]
Whoa! I feel a little stressed this morning. Wait! It’s already afternoon. The weather remains mild. I have work that pays. My family is healthy. I have enough to eat and a cozy house. Having too much to do is self-inflicted stress. I did my daily reading and hurried through the briefest of meditations. I met CeCe for yoga, and five minutes later wished it was over. So I tell myself, ‘just breathe.’ [tweetthis]It’s all good. Too much is more, not less. Count your blessings.[/tweetthis]
[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A week with grandchildren: Miss E, Miss S, and Mr. C. What wonderful kids. They practically take care of themselves. All three climbed into bed before 8:30 and got themselves up and ready for school without a word of fuss.
[icon name=”rocket” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Rocket Clubs and newspaper assignments. 
Without the newspaper assignment I would never have met some fellow science geeks, saw adults and children bonding over rocket blasts, or met a new writer friend. Wonderful.
[icon name=”heart” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Marching band competition. The best
I woke up this morning and began to sing. So many things overwhelm me with gratitude: Sasha’s constant […]
Photo Friday: My Three Offices
Look how abundant my life is! Not just one office, THREE. Wheeee!! Three places to write, to work, […]