Magical Mom Moments

I sent my daughter a Marco Polo.

I called the video, your ‘Magical Mom Moments.’

These candles are one of my all-time faves. They burn a long time, smell sensational, and the containers are beautiful. Once the candle is done, it hurts my heart to throw it away, but no more!

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Voluspa Candle

That little bit of candle left in the bottom was difficult to remove until I heard this tip.

Place it in the freezer.

The wax will contract and crack from the freezing temperature creating easy removal. Wick and all!

That is what I did and it worked perfectly. The wax is gone and I have a beautiful container to use.

Even when the nest is empty my darlings, continue having magical Mom moments.

It’s Romantic Football

A change in perspective.

In any relationship you need to spend time together. Even if it’s sitting in the same room. Just be present with one another. Make the most of every moment.

When we first met, I didn’t like football.

Our second year, I had breast cancer.

By the third year, I realised football was not going away. It was a part of his life, and so was I. How to intertwine the two? Add a part of me to football.

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Welcome to Romantic Football.

I light candles along the mantle, and in the room, but the mantle is always lit during football.

This past football season I’ve been present, and it’s been enjoyable. I actually like football now.

When we’re together, it’s romantic football.

Try New Things

I sent my sister a copy of Bella Grace magazine.

She is going through a difficult phase in life, and I just wanted her to have something beautiful to hold. Something that would speak kindness to her.

After placing the order, another magazine caught my eye. I have an intense love for smells, so candles and soaps are a high priority in this beautiful life. I’ve always bought them from local vendors at the Farmer’s Markets, but recently, I’ve had this yearning to try my hand at making them myself. Well….

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Willow and Sage

My excuse for not making them myself was, I would spend a fortune on the container for the candle. They would have to be blingy and beautiful, and it would take forever to decide. When I saw the cover of Willow and Sage my excuse was no longer valid.

It’s literally a hulled out lemon half!

In Texas we can buy lemons for .25 cents each!

Mr. Smith taught me about excuses. All of the reasons I gave him for not trying my hand at candle making were merely excuses. He encourages me to do anything that makes my heart happy. He knows if I’m happy, the people around me will be too.

My daughter loves the way our home smells. She walked in yesterday and yelled, “This house smells like fall!” I just smiled, and thought, “Just you wait darling…Just you wait. Willow and Sage is on the way.” They have a magazine for making soap too.

I Want Normal

The life my daughter and I share is not normal. We care for one another at a very high level. We watch each other, and learn how to do so. We are now down to the details.

I bought a new toothbrush holder, and noticed the openings are large enough to hold more than a toothbrush, so I put my razor in it. I recently noticed she had followed suit. Her razor now stands beside her toothbrush too.

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To love one another like God loves us. Unconditionally.

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Fresh flowers in the house as often as possible is normal.

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She makes her famous crepes when I need some extra care.

At a young age I told her, “Everything has it’s place. When you take something from it’s place, you need to put it back when you’re done using it.” We know where things are.

When my daughter visits her Dad for the weekend, I want it to feel like home when she returns. Her room is never messy, but I go in and change her sheets, open the blinds, add fresh flowers if we have them, and light a candle.

I don’t have to ask her to do things. She knows when she’s away from home, this feels good to come home to. She has been shown to uncover the beauty.

When I am gone for the day, she goes in my room and makes the bed, opens the blinds, and lights my candle. Not because I asked, she just knows what that feels like.

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She surpasses me. I didn’t take time to make cookies throughout her life, but she knows I love them. After a long day on Thursday, I walked into the house to these.

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And yes, I made a coffee pour over to go with them!

Our kids are watching. What are we showing them?

My daughter is now watching me stretch and grow myself. This year, I’ve been doing the hard stuff. Cleaning house in more ways than one, but that will be another Blog.

My daughter has gifts and talents to make this world a better place. We are called to use everything God has given us, so I am walking through every door He is opening.

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All of the notes I left for her when she was a child have come full circle. She left this on the fridge for me last week.

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I told her, “I am happy for us, that this is normal.”

Rule Breaker

I feel like I have a lot I want to share. It was a matter of stopping long enough to write it out. I am staying home this weekend, so I’ve been going through the house doing things that bring me joy. My daughter left to go visit her Dad, so I started creating beauty.

Even though I always take time for beauty, when she leaves, I kick it up a notch. There are not a lot of rules in our home, but for the next three days there are none! My philosophy is, you should know what is good for you, what is bad for you, and do everything in love. This is how our day began, and let me say how grateful I am for my girl, and our life together.

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We love candles. We don’t buy just any candle though, they have to speak to us. Yesterday, we stood in front of an entire aisle of them at Target. None of them were screaming, ‘Pick me!’ I would rather buy one pretty one, that smells divine, than ten less expensive ones that I won’t enjoy. While I was looking them over, my daughter disappeared from the aisle.

She was on a mission to see if she could find one that smelled good, and was meaningful. This is the one she chose, and I knew she loved it for what it said. #Blessed. It also smelled good. She sat down at the table this morning, took the lid off, and lit a match. She knows we are blessed, so she lit it up. She has learned the little things make up the one big thing.

A Beautiful Life.

Earlier this week, she offered to go to the grocery store, and I happily made the list. She inquires a lot about my childhood, and asks if I had these things as I was growing up. The answer is usually no. I started making these choices when my daughter and I began this life together. I will do without paper towels until I find some that are pretty, and not plain.

img_20170224_111605270Something as simple as real maple syrup. This right here is a thing of beauty for me.

I had maple syrup on the grocery list, and this is what my daughter brought home. Does it cost more than the plastic bottle shaped woman? Sure it does, but not a lot more. Because it is real, it has a lot more flavor, so we use less. We don’t dump it on our food for it to soak it up. We pour it in shallow bowls to enjoy the color, and dip whatever we’re eating in it.

She made French Toast before she left, and I told her I would clean the kitchen. Before I started cleaning, I looked for something to munch on. I was craving some Party Mix. Opening the pantry, I saw I had enough ingredients left from Christmas to make a batch.

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My Mother made this at Christmas, and only Christmas. My daughter would be proud that I made a batch today, just because I could. It felt like I was breaking one of those rules that was instilled in me long ago. I had all the ingredients sitting there, so why not? Do you need to break some rules? Do you have beliefs that no longer fit the life you want today?

We get to choose what we bring into our life, and what brings us the most joy. Do I buy the case of white paper towels at the wholesaler, or do I wait to find a pretty roll, and smile every time I tear one off. I will choose to buy what brings joy, and enjoy using every single sheet. Now I have paper towels, because they were on the list, and my girl knows pretty.

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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