Oh Sugar Sugar

Looking in the mirror this morning, my face has a healthy glow. My eyes are clear and my heart is happy to have spent three days at the beach.

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Padre Island

Getting back to normal life I was ready to smell something good. They sell Swan Creek Candles in Texas, so it’s a little odd I bought these at the beach, but I’ve never seen this particular one before. It called my name.

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A good pink, glitter and that name!

Our hallway smells amazing!

Oh, sugar sugar. I love sweets, but my daughter tells me, “Cancer loves sugar!”, so I’m mindful of intake. Just because I’m careful by not eating too much, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy it. I’m happy with pictures of it!

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Spending time at the beach shed new light. I see change in store, but for now join me in the delightment of oh sugar sugar.

There’s No Rush

The hibiscus in my previous post has another bloom. It was just starting to open, but I wondered how quickly it would bloom, so I snapped this picture to capture the moment.

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Each morning, I take a moment to step out on the front porch to assess my surroundings. They are a reflection of the care given and attention received. Whether that be a garden, or the people living within our realm.

My daughter hit a milestone in adulting.

She rolled the trash and recycling cans back down the driveway to their designated area. I didn’t ask her to. She just knows it’s a part of being an adult, so she did it. They were not sitting behind our vehicles this morning.

I’ve waited a long time for this.

My daughter knew I would be leaving the house early, so she cleared the path. She knows what it’s like to back into them.  🙂

She does so many things within our home without me asking. She has watched and realizes a beautiful life is in the details. I see the details falling into her life. Her bed is usually made long before mine.

I want my daughter to slow down and enjoy this beautiful life. I found myself responding to people this week with, “There’s no rush.” I wanted everyone to stop rushing. I think she’s getting it because I’m beginning to hear her respond to others with, “There’s no rush.”

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There’s something about saying those three words out loud to someone, it bounces back and has a calming effect. There’s no need to say it if I’m not willing to do it as well.

The Hibiscus opened ever so slowly. Even with blooming my darling, there’s no rush.

Arms Wide Open

This meme is more beautiful each year.

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My family is laughing at me.

I bought pumpkins and placed them on the porch. I’ve always waited for Fall to arrive and didn’t really do much to help bring it in. The weather forecast is saying it’s going to drop down to the 70’s at night this week.

Anything below 80 degrees in Texas is downright chilly! Below 60 degrees is freezing! 🙂

My daughter loves the glitter porch.

A couple of years ago, we began spray painting our pumpkins with glitter. You can buy a clear-coat paint and choose the color of glitter. We bought gold. It’s pretty to look at and it preserves the pumpkins from rotting.

I want to wait for my daughter to pick out the spray glitter, but in the interim, I can do some sprinkling.

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The glitter fell into the crevices.

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This year I don’t want to go from summer to Christmas. I want to savor every moment, even if it’s the slightest change in temperature.

Embrace a new season with your arms wide open.

Unleash Some Inspiration

I gave my Gmail a deep cleaning.

Once I took care of the pile of email, I saw 12 Blog posts ideas sitting there.

You see my darling, I write from the heart. When I feel inspiration come from within, I take the appropriate pictures, or download the meme and send it to myself.

They sit and wait to be used. Some emails have a title, but the title is subject to change while typing. The one I’m posting today has been waiting a long time.

When you write from the heart, there is no schedule. My heart is full and when it overflows you see a post daily. While the heart takes a rest, you won’t see a post.

I also text ideas to myself, but that list is shorter than what’s sitting in email. I have about half a dozen ideas on text and they are more recent. When you over 50 and become inspired, you write it down, or soon forget!

Then there’s the ‘not forgetting’ you wrote something down in a moment of inspiration. Hence the emails and texts to myself. 🙂

The beginning is where we’ll start.

This meme inspired me on January 9, 2019. Let’s unleash some inspiration.

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It’s Worth It

My daughter was away from home and sent me this meme. It’s us.

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Her memes are hilarious.

I found myself recently responding to comments with, “It’s worth it.” My mind began flashing images of this life and it’s all been worth it.

When my daughter is away from home, I close her bedroom door. Our dog Winnie loves to lay on her bed, even if she’s covered in dirt from playing outside. Daughter comes home and it’s okay to hop up there.

This is one of my favorite photos.

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Phot Cred. Simply Semloh

Letting doggo on bed for moments like this? It’s worth it.

Worth Every Minute

This sign hangs in between my bedroom windows. It’s one of the first things I see each morning and sometimes I’ll walk in and look at it throughout the day as a gentle reminder.

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Trust the magic of beginnings.

My daughter has this sign sitting in between her windows. Yes, I love signs and it would seem I have a thing about windows! Probably because they are a giver of light.

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Love and a dog. That’s all she needs.

I have this battery operated candle that comes on automatically at night. When I see it’s warm glow, that’s my que to start shutting everything down. Including myself.

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I’m still meditating at night using Simple Habits, but have also ventured into morning mediation. I’m listening to, ‘Start Your Day With Gratitude’ by Cory Muscara. The app says I’ve mediated 5,284 total minutes.

It’s been worth every minute.

However you choose to spend your time, make certain it’s worth every minute.

Feel the Music

It was in March of 2017 I posted the first Feel the Music. God probably put it on my heart before then, but that is when I obeyed. 🙂

A couple of weeks ago, I did some deep cleaning. You know those areas we walk by, look at and smirk? This particular area was behind the stereo. Jumbled up wires covered in dog hair. There comes a point you’re just tired of walking by it.

I borrowed some zip ties from my neighbor and unplugged all of the equipment. Then I heard a noise. The sub woofer was making a clicking sound, but didn’t think much of it.  I untangled each cord and folded it into an organized bundle. Zip tied it and plugged everything back in.

I pulled up a song that has really good bass.

I was a little concerned about the clicking noise, but I think what happened was, the sub woofer reset itself to factory settings. My daughter had changed the settings at some point and dialed back the bass. Well darlings, after that little clean up expedition, my house is thumping again!

You can most definitely feel the music.