Serve Up Happiness

My daughter left the house this morning to meet some friends for coffee. I drove down to the local coffee shop to see my friend who’s the owner.

I knew this would make me happy.

My friend wasn’t feeling happy, so we talked for a bit and I tried to listen more than talk. I hope she knows what an intricate part she plays in people’s happiness. She pours her heart and soul into the community with coffee and delectable food.

I went there for a cold brew, but then she pointed to chocolate. She had made gluten free, chocolate chip muffins. I came home with both.

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To complete my happiness journey, I took the muffin out of the paper bag and placed it on one of my favorite plates. Rinsed out the cup I’ve been using and filled it with the cold brew.

A picture of happiness, right?

To my darling friend who stands behind the counter of that coffee shop. Cheers my lady! You may not be certain of why you’re there, but I along with many others are happy you are.

Continue to serve up happiness.

Feel the Music

We really are a holy cause.

The theme this week sorta fell into love. I’m no expert on the subject, but I’m willing to learn.

This song just melts my heart.

I always thought if I were to marry again, this song would play as I walked down the aisle. It would be a small, intimate, outdoor wedding with family and friends. Similar to a family reunion,

That hasn’t happened and I’m content.

I don’t know God’s plan, but while I walk this path, I can continue to enjoy this song.

 

Show Some Love

This is a pause to say thank you to two female Bloggers whom I adore. They each handed me an award a bit ago. Thank you darlings!

I’ve thought of writing this thank you every day since receiving the nominations. It’s funny how parts of life crawl onto the relatively full plate and the things that matter get nudged off.

Like showing gratitude for being loved.

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Patty, of Co-Creating and Cowgirl Wisdom, gave me the Liebster Award. She wrote about the Liebster nomination fabulously by answering 11 questions and asking good ones of her own. I love reading her posts. I learn from Patty and she gives me a smile with her cowgirl ways. She was over 50 years old when she followed her heart completely and bought her first horse! Hero status.

Visit Patty’s Blog here to show some love.

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A young lady named Ash gave me the Sunshine Blogger Award. She is an absolute doll. We haven’t known one another very long, but she’s a soul you connect with instantly. She calls her Blogsite, ‘Diaries of a Recovering Pessimist’, but she must have started it years ago. The only thing I see in her writing is love and light.

Ash says, “Writing has saved my life.” That’s a profound statement and I’m oh so grateful it did!

You can visit Ash here to show some love.

Thank you my darlings! Much love, Barb. xx

Spread Some Love

I love to walk over and visit my neighbor.

When it’s time to go back home, I step along the stone path between our yards. It still surprises me that this is my home. It looks like a fairy-tale.

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Can you see the bubble wand from Carpe all the Diems?

It’s a yard well loved.

I added a few plants, but mainly just watered what was already there. The people who were here before me planted a lot of what I see today.

Walking around the yard, flowers are popping up that someone planted years ago. I didn’t see the flowers last year because I gave the yard zero attention. This year I’m loving on it at least once a week and see something new each time.

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These popped up out of nowhere.

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This area is along the walkway, beside the front porch. I planted the Canna’s in the back. Everything else came up on it’s own after some watering. I don’t know what all of it is, and that’s okay. It looks happy to just be here.

All the yard wished for was some attention. It wants care, much like we humans. A kind word, or a friendly hug can go a long way.

It was a thirsty soul waiting to be quenched.

What is in your soul that needs water today?

What we give is surely what we’ll receive.

Spread some love.

Let them Unload

Listening is an act of kindness.

Sometimes my acts of kindness are intentional. I really have to stop and think, “What can I do today to extend kindness?” Who knew it takes thought!?

I was out running errands yesterday, and I felt led to stop by the pizza place. I knew Boss man would be there alone preparing for another day of business, but I also knew, he’s had a rough week.

I walked in and found him sitting at a table.

I sat down beside him, touched his arm and asked, “How’s your heartbeat? Tell me about your week.”

That’s all it took for the floodgates to open.

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I just sat and listened.

I didn’t offer my opinion or any advice. I gently touched his arm when he shared something painful, just to reassure him of my presence.

Twenty minutes later, he was unburdened.

He began laughing and joking with me as he walked into the kitchen to get it ready for lunch. He was a little more free to enjoy this part of his day.

As I was leaving he thanked me for stopping by, but I didn’t really feel like I did anything. All I did was listen, but that’s all he needed. Let them unload.

We Are Experienced

My daughter was getting ready for school and yelled, “I’m looking in your closet!” I thought she would just borrow a t-shirt. We share those sometimes, but nope. She walked out of my room wearing a top I haven’t even worn yet!

I looked at her with curiosity and asked…

“Is that my new sleeveless mock turtleneck?”

She had chosen a classic Ralph Lauren sweater jacket to keep her arms warm. I’ve had that jacket for years, and it was broken in just right.

As I was cutting the tags off the top, I couldn’t help but grin. How cool is it that my 20 year old daughter asks to wear my clothes? I borrow hers too.

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I’m going to modify a quote from a Blog I read this week. “I feel 30 years old with 24 years experience!”

We are not old, lovely. We are experienced. 🙂

Be a Stopper

I’m not very good at quitting. As soon as that thought entered my mind, another thought followed. ‘You don’t have to quit, but you can stop.’

I’m good at stopping.

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In speaking with a co-worker he said something that has been rolling around my mind for a week. We don’t know each other very well, so he had no idea my love for memes. I noticed he never posted a meme on his Facebook page. It was always a photograph with a description of the event.

He said, “People being encouraged by a saying on a meme. That is the most ridiculous thing ever!”

His comment knocked me back for a moment, but I quickly realized I’ve had that thought before.

At the time, I was scheduling an encouraging meme to post automatically the next morning. A lady thanked me for starting her day with something positive, but then I wondered…’Why are you looking through your phone for encouragement?’

I’ve done it too. Whenever I needed encouragement I’d scroll through my own Facebook page. Hah!

In 2017, I taught myself how to make memes. If you google Letitgocoach, and click images, you will see some, but once I learned, I was ready to learn something else. Making memes is a nice tool to have, but they’ve lost their sparkle in my life.

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Smith and I stopped seeing one another. We had a beautiful journey, but we stopped several times. The time between stops got longer until we knew our journey had come to a close. It was a sweet ending and then I saw a meme he posted on Facebook. He announced his single status in a joking way.

He used a meme and it was humorous, but I thought it ironic that the end of our relationship was summed up in a meme. I’m not hurt by it. I know it’s his way to lighten the seriousness of the situation with humor, so I’m happy he can do that.

I may not be a quitter, but I’m a good stopper.