I am back in my little Farmhouse. The drives get longer, even though the route doesn’t change. The drive out of here to the lake seems short, but the drive back in seems long.
My daughter is not here yet. It took her a while to pack up and leave her Dad’s. The house is still, and rather chilly from being closed up. Seymour messaged me asking if I was okay. I told her, “There is nothing in my life that cannot be fixed with a cupcake, and icing.” I love icing.
We had a celebration at Smith’s families house yesterday. We celebrated birthdays, and the end of my Radiation treatment. They presented me with this plate of cupcakes. This is a very beautiful thing to me. They gave me icing, and they represent the icing in my life.
My daughter gives me icing all the time. I am watching her grow, and mature, and she is quite the young lady. She does things for us, and she keeps me ‘in the know’ of what’s going on, so I can maintain my ‘Cool Mom’ status. I used to watch her make a coffee pour over, and then asked her to teach me. She now has me hooked on the pour over method.
The above picture shows me using a small one made by a local potter. It has holes in the bottom, and allows the coffee to drip through. It’s a soulful experience, almost meditative.
Mr. Smith gave my daughter a beautiful one for Christmas, but I have not graduated to that one yet. It’s made of glass, and brass, which is a scary thing for me before coffee, much less while making it. My daughter, and Smith put icing on my life with simple actions. After spending 17 years teaching her, she is now teaching me new things.
I love reading other people’s Blogs, making comments of encouragement, and receiving comments on what I write. To have these beautiful souls in my life, but then receive a loving comment? That is icing in the Blogworld.
Friends send me comments throughout the week. Seymour sent me this.
I was messaging another friend over the weekend, she said this, and it was a light bulb moment. “Sounds to me that you are climbing mountains in the direction your heart is leading you.” I hadn’t thought of this next phase of my life as climbing a mountain before, but that is how it feels. My heart doesn’t take me to a valley. It’s always reaching higher.
And when I reach the top of this mountain, it will be covered in icing.
Barbara is a Writer, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, a recent Breast Cancer survivor, and she loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com