A simple question we’re often asked is, “How are you?” How do you respond? Your response determine’s how you feel. Rise above the feeling of ‘okay’, to good. If you feel ‘good’, say, ‘great’ and on up. Be better than good.
An excellent read by Cristian Mahai, When Okay Is Not Enough.
In Walk like Wind, I wrote about my hesitation of being tall. That’s what I was really getting at with yesterday’s post. Wearing the boots make me even taller, but I’m embracing it.
We are each uniquely made, so we don’t have to try and be different. We already are.
I came home to a vase full of sunflowers sitting on the table. I saw these the other day at the market and thought about buying them for my daughter. They have always been her favorite flower, but now that she’s 20, I thought she may have outgrown them and didn’t buy them.
Her father had the same idea, and he bought them for her. There’s still that little girl inside of her that loves them. Where’s that kid inside of you? What do they still want to be? You’re not too old and your time hasn’t passed.
It’s time to embrace that unique quality and you be you.
Believe in yourself. Sounds good, right?
That’s where it all begins. What we think of ourselves is how we perceive ourselves. To those who feel they have no control over their life? You control every thought, word and action.
Let’s get started.
I wore my cowboy boots today.
It’s been at least a year since wearing them. I became comfortable in other shoes.
Go ahead. Take a look at what you’re wearing from head to toe. It even matters what you’re wearing underneath the clothes.
How do you feel?
How you feel is how you represent.
I used to wear this pair of Luchesse’s so often, I had to have them serviced every year. You don’t throw these away. You have them rebuilt.
I held many excuses not to slide these boots on again. All of my boot-cut jeans were worn out. I didn’t have the right socks. They are dusty and need a good polishing. At least they didn’t need servicing, but it was from lack of wear.
Found jeans on sale and bought them. Told my daughter I needed socks and she gave me my favorite socks for Christmas.
Starting today my darling, I will wear the boots.
It was New Years eve and my work-space was quiet. I took advantage of the time and thoroughly went through all of the WordPress themes. I saw one I really liked, but it wasn’t free. My daughter liked it too, but when I asked her if I should buy it she said, “You like to change your theme often, so if you buy it you might feel stuck with it.”
My first purchase was a couple of years ago with the personal plan, just to get rid of the annoying adds.
There’s over 450 themes to choose from and was close to giving up, when I spotted this one. I imagine it was entertaining for someone visiting my Blog during this marathon of themes. It changed every few minutes. This one was free and met all the criteria, but the final test was to see if it was mobile friendly.
This morning, I received an email from WordPress. It was almost time to renew this site. I’ve been pondering moving from personal to premium, so today I did.
I knew I’d have more options with the premium plan, but what I didn’t know is, all of the themes are free!
I’m glad I waited and didn’t purchase the theme. For a few more dollars, I have the premium plan and can choose from any of the themes. I really like this theme and won’t change it anytime soon, but it’s nice to have that option. It pays to wait.
I let it go years ago, but it came back into my life this Christmas. It was introduced in one of my very first posts in June of 2014 entitled, A Little Bit of Everything.
Releasing it from it’s hook attached to the old oak tree, only to discover it crawling with ants. They had began living inside the Disco Ball and made themselves at home, so I left it by the tree and stepped away.
It wasn’t easy to let go of. I thought about exterminating it and bringing it with us to our new home, but not everything travels from one journey to the next.
That was two houses and four years ago.
My daughter knew I loved that Disco Ball and she gave me a new one this Christmas. It’s not silver like the last one. This one is made of color. My life is more colorful now.
It’s hanging out front and when the light hits it, colorful dots dance everywhere.
Why wasn’t it replaced before now?
We lived in the country, so there were trees. The disco ball isn’t expensive. I spend that much on coffee each week. I believe it was the timing of it all. What makes our heart happy doesn’t leave. It stays in our heart. When the time is just right, it’ll come back, even better than it was before.
Just like the Disco Ball.
You should hug yourself for being here.
Not only do you have an active WordPress account, but you read posts daily. I challenged myself to post daily the month of December. Might have skipped a couple of days right before Christmas, but if so, it was by choice.
It’s sweet to be here by choice.
Every post was not loved by either of us, but that wasn’t the purpose of the challenge. It wasn’t to pull more traffic, or get more likes. We need time and space to enjoy one another’s posts. It was just to check my Blogging heartbeat.
This is my 5th year Blogging and it was my favorite. It took this long to figure out what works for me. I’ve read that Blogging becomes truly fascinating around the 10 year mark, so the way I see it…I’m halfway there.
If this is your first day, week, month, or year…welcome. It only gets better, if you love it. You have to love it, or you won’t enjoy it, and there’s so much here to love. What you pour into it is what you’ll get back.
And yes, my darling.
This is the year it loved me back.
The quote was similar to, “Sure am glad I took that easy road, said no one ever.”
The more difficult road is not an easy choice, but it’s where we experience the most growth.
The extra mile is not an easy road. I wasn’t built on an easy road, so I had to stop being one.
Someone asked me once, “What’s the one thing you couldn’t live without?” They were referring to a material object, but the answer for me was easy. It’s love.
There’s a level of love in all relationships, and there’s a road that leads to a lifetime of love. It’s just not the easy road.
