Two days ago, I posted this meme on Letitgocoach Facebook page. I thought it’s sweet, but didn’t realize the impact it would have. People are drinking it up like water.
I was thinking, to find our true selves, it really is in the unbecoming. To peel off the layers of what has adhered to us. What this world has told us we should be and how we should act.
Who I am in private, when nobody’s watching, is who I truly am.
Do I like her? I love her.
Do other people like me? Some do, but I’ve been single since March and I see myself embracing the New Year single. I’m on that part of the journey to walk alone, but I don’t feel alone. My higher power is leading the way. Whenever I have moments of loneliness, someone reaches out, and that moment fills with love.
I’m grateful to this community.
You reassure me I am loved. When I hear notifications from the WordPress app coming in on my phone, it sounds like love. WordPress is the only app I have set to receive notifications, so I know it’s you!
Thank you for being here. You are loved.
It allows a view of what’s behind us.
In life and while driving. The mirror is there to be used, but don’t stare at it for long. Use the windshield to look ahead.
I don’t spend time thinking of what happened yesterday. Heck, I barely remember. Each day is new and is treated as such. What happens in the rearview is behind me, but it made me better with unfathomable faith. Trusting God is a much smoother drive through this journey.
May you live in the windshield of life my darling and only glance when needed at the rearview mirror.
A little role reversal occurs as they get older. My daughter said, “I want you to eat this weekend and that doesn’t mean only coffee.” 🙂
This morning, my daughter and I were laughing at some of our moments over the past six years. She has quotes from me stored in her phone. What’s even worse is she also has videos. Both are hilarious, but that’s been our life.
We laugh so hard we cry!
Today, I was looking at my memories on Facebook. The pictures from 2013-2015 were so blurry. It was the beginning of our life alone together and I didn’t know then what I know now. Life was blurry and so were my pictures.
It’s crazy what we went through while living in that house, but that’s what we were laughing about this morning. We’ve learned and don’t want to go through any of that again.
A life with no regrets can look and sound rather crazy, but it’s been worth it.
When we stopped laughing, I asked her, “Are you going to be able to use any of this?” She was happy we were referring to the past and said, “Nope, but it’s been fun.”
I just made my second Chemex.
The first one was shared with my daughter.
She is the Queen of Chemex, so it makes me a little nervous when I hand her one that I make. This morning as I was making it, thoughts of her and how happy she is right now were floating through my mind. Her love from England is here, so her world feels complete today.
In a sense it was made with love.
She cradled the cup in both hands, took a sip and closed her eyes to savor the moment. Was it up to her standards? I waited for her response.
She released a smile and said, “That is a perfect Chemex.” Day complete before 11:00 am.
Sunday has an ease about it. It’s a small luxury to sit in the middle of an unmade bed without any rush to make it up. There is no rush today.
I have two laptops. One for business and one for personal. I enjoy typing blog posts on the business laptop. The keys are raised and feel good as I type. I’m sitting in the middle of my unmade bed with a candle lit and a cup from the Chemex.
There is natural light from the windows.
I’ve said no to friends today that wished to include me in their plans. I thought about going to the grocery store, but there’s food in the fridge.
It’s Sunday and it’s a chill day.
I washed our bath robes today.
My daughter has so much going on in her life, the best way I can help is doing little things around the house, so her home life remains calm.
I was putting her robe in the dryer and paused to look at the label. I couldn’t recall if it was the same brand as mine. The waffle weave is similar.
It’s not the same brand, but I love what it says.
That’s exactly where I stand today.
When our hearts are open, life will show us what we need to see.
When her heart needs confirmation I hope she pauses before sliding on that robe, sees the label and breathes in these three words…
Inhale. Exhale. Dream.