Gravitate Toward Glitter

I’m surprised to see how much glitter is in my life. When out shopping, I find myself gravitating toward it. I want to share some with you.

This is my daughter’s ornament for 2019.

ornament

You can shake it like a glitter globe.

Yesterday, I met a friend for coffee and conversation. It’s funny how she messaged me wanting to meet, but as our time was coming to a close, I felt like I’d completed a therapy session.

We meet at least once a month, sometimes more.

I’m grateful how she loves me with no judgement.

After coffee, we stepped into our favorite shop.

Their after Christmas sale was still going on, and all of their shoes were half price. My friend tried on boots, but what did I gravitate toward?

shoes

Yes lovely. I came home with glitter shoes.

Life is a beautiful thing, but I believe we have to gravitate toward the sparkle of it.

This sign is hanging in my den.

leavealittle

When trying to decide where to hang it, I’d sit it down to hammer the nail into the wall. It fell over once and left a trail of glitter on the table. I’m pretty sure it’s still there because why would I clean it up?

A trail of glitter is happiness in my life.

May you always gravitate toward glitter.

Trail of Glitter

I don’t think about death very often, but just like a lot of things in life, I know what I don’t want when it happens. My daughter knows I want to be cremated, and scatter my ashes somewhere beautiful. I saw this Meme the other day, and read it to her. Now she has added glitter to that list.

whenmytimecomes

When my daughter was little, she didn’t get to play with glitter. It was too messy, and it never went away completely. As she got older, we embraced the mess it made, and we’d smile when we found a piece from months ago.

We have Christmas ornaments covered in glitter, and most of my friends know when they give me something, if it’s covered in glitter, that’s even better. The other day, after practicing Yoga, I rolled up my mat to find a piece of glitter stuck to the bottom of my foot. We haven’t even had any glitter in this house, so I guess it followed us here.

My daughter texted me yesterday that Kate Spade committed suicide. I laid my phone on the table, at the luncheon, and gazed at my Kate Spade phone case purchased a couple of weeks ago. It’s a black, leather case with her name and spade embossed in gold.

She left a trail of glitter, and I hope is now on one of gold.

katespade