Let it all go. See what stays.
Saying ‘thank you‘ to that woman in the mirror for showing up. Seeing the words, ‘Well-being Wednesday’ and relating completely. Owning my worth and no longer giving away my worthiness.
Honor your story my darling, but keep adding to it. The story will become new along with you.
I’ve watched it everyday this week. It’s the best part of parenting. To do what looks crazy and somewhat embarrassing, in hopes they secretly enjoy it enough to follow suit with their own kid one day.
If you need a smile my darling, this will help!
It was years ago when I first saw one of SC Lourie’s memes and thought, ‘I want to make memes that look like that.’ They are beautiful and well loved. She designs her own paper, so there’s a lot more here than meets the eye.
I’ve mastered the art of making memes, but they don’t look like hers. It more than the paper, it’s the words poured out onto it.
I couldn’t duplicate her heart.
She was the main reason I rejoined Facebook one year ago. To support her in her FB group for the November Soul Reset.
At some point this year she asked if I would assist her on Facebook. It’s an honor to be there for her in pursuit of her dream. Our friendship has grown into trust and a mutual admiration. She sent me her End of the Year Soul Reset as a thank you.
To celebrate where we stand.
We need to hang out with souls who inspire us. We never know where the path may lead. This began as a love for memes and believing hers to be extraordinary. We’re present for one another because even the Encourager needs encouragement.
Iron sharpens iron.
I want to listen for Him more.
He’s not loud, nor does He speak with a booming voice to try and rise above the noise. He doesn’t have to. For me, God whispers to my heart in the quiet and stillness.
It’s difficult to find quiet and stillness, but you can create it. There’s a lot to be heard in the quiet and you can see more clearly when everything is still. This meme aligns with this particular part of my journey.
Don’t miss Him in the quiet looking for Him in the loud. Hello Friday and November my lovelies.
Life is what you make it.
I believe this with every fiber of my being. I watched my Mama do her very best and she watched hers.
It looked hard.
It’s how we see it. There’s options.
Choose wisely. Victim or victor?
Last week, my daughter witnessed my breaking point. I plopped down on the edge of my bed and had a good cry. My daughter wrapped her arm around me and lifted me up with these words. She said, “Next week is a new week. Make it what you want.”
A beautiful life is not easy.
Keep watching darling.
What did you want to be as a child? It may not apply today, but it’s still in you. I always wanted to be a model.
At age 13, I went through an awkward stage of braces and glasses. Mama took me to a modeling agency and they said, “Come back when you lose the braces and glasses.” It sounded mean, but they were just being honest.
I grew out of the braces and glasses and went back to that modeling agency at age 17. They wanted me to do runway because of my height. I was 5′ 9″, but it was embarrassing to walk down a runway in front of a group of strangers. I didn’t like being stared at and people still stare.
I left the modeling world at 22.
In high school, I was constantly ridiculed about my height. I watched a movie recently about a ‘tall girl’ and could feel every mean thing said to her. “How’s the weather up there!” I heard those same things 40 years ago, but today it’s a movie.
Yesterday, I was walking through a store and this little boy said, “Wow! She’s tall!” I probably looked like a giant to him, but I was made this way.
My daughter and I still laugh about this one thing a lady said a couple of years ago. We were walking into a nail salon and I was wearing a new pair of high heels. When we got into the salon, a lady said, “You walk like wind!”
The modeling world taught me how to walk in high heels. You walk tall, shoulders back and head held high. It stuck with me and I find myself walking that way still. Maybe that’s why this picture resonates with me so much.
God made us in His image.
Walk like wind.
