Today a friend and I were talking about how we (people) limit ourselves in living how we want, doing what we want and being what we want because we don’t want to offend others. I’m sorry my blessing offends you….
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Are You Priviledged?
Do you consider yourself to be privileged and how do you define or describe it? By privileged I don’t mean the “I wear all the name brands to maintain an appearance” – idea of privilegedness (yup made that one up) but the noun defined as “a special right, advantage, or immunity granted or available only to a particular person or group of people.” Continue reading
Fear is not Rational
My sister and I (like many others) are very afraid of needles….no don’t say ‘me too’ and nod your head in agreement unless you have tipped out of the doctors office and went AWOL when you found out there was blood to be drawn or a shot to be given. By the way, it is my experience that when you do tip out, you only can escape once because from that point forward your doctor makes sure you don’t get put in that examination room anymore.
Anyway, we know that the blood work is necessary and in a recent conversation she said something that stuck – fear is not rational (wouldn’t she be surprised to know that I listen…LOL).
Blocked Blessing?
A friend shared this meme with me and I could not contain my laughter. As a former ‘first lady’ there is the ever present ‘church’ hat that seems to be an unspoken requirement of the wardrobe. The truth is, I love the hats (shoes, handbags….etc.) and would joke that I wanted a hat so big that it had to be assembled by a team of hat builders when I got to my destination.
Then I looked at the caption and got all deep on this Friday afternoon. Am I am so busy looking at what appears to be a big blessing for the other person that I can’t focus on, identify or recognize my own blessings, opportunities and gifts?
What if the perceived beautiful abundant blessing and this hat is really a burden? It may be heavy giving her neck cramps and back spasms. You know it’s hot under there and transporting that thing must be a pain.
No thanks, she can keep it, I’ll focus on my own blessings, opportunities and gifts as I boldly, unapologetically and confidently rejoice in them as I look at the world from under my brim.
What is my Motivation??
A new day is like a clean piece of paper!
To wake up in the morning is a blessing. When I first wake-up, open my eyes, say my prayers, stretch and turn on the news, I am ready to make my mark on the world!! Raawwwwwrrr!!!! The new day is as a fresh sheet of paper waiting for more of my life to be written on it. My actions, activities, interactions, goals met, goals set and even goals dismissed. It’s a chance to make a change, move a stumbling block, press forward towards a goal….they sky is the limit and the options are limitless on this fresh new day. Continue reading
Free your Mind
I’ve been so busy holding on to all things that I have bogged myself down. I can’t do much to help others until I allow
myself permission to feel what I was feeling and address these feelings. As many of us have been taught, we are every woman. We never let them see us sweat…..I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan. But one thing I couldn’t do, was deal with my feelings. Continue reading
Be a Compliment Not a Complication
Listening to the radio in my car I heard Steve Harvey share the best quote. Ok, well one of the best (you know me…tomorrow may be a better one that will be the best). He shared from another listener “Be a compliment not a complication. Surround yourself with people who will compliment your life, not complicate it.” That made me think…..in my relationships under the brims of the many hats that I wear as a mother, sister, girlfriend, cousin, daughter, friend, co-worker (to name a few) which column would I be put in — a compliment or a complication? What do I bring to the table to compliment these relationships or are my intelligence, outgoing personality, charm & wit really complicating shenanigans?
What is Your Highway Story?
Congestion……. another word for my commute along with the words long, frustrating and tedious.
Pair the stop and go tedium of my commute with a very active imagination and you will find me peering over the dashboard giving every car a story. It’s my harmless way of entertaining myself to keep from intentionally crashing into the slow-for-no-reason town car in front of me. Here’s how it works, I look at a car that I’m inching through traffic with and create a story for the driver based on my observations. I call it Highway Story. Today we met Gwen….she is driving a ridiculously shiny (considering all of the salt and brine on the roads and every other car) black high-end SUV with her sunglasses propped up in her beautiful hair. Continue reading
The joy the Holiday brings….
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Christmas is….Family, Friends, Hope, Joy, Memories, Peace and Love.
- Christmas is….Family, Friends, Hope, Joy, Memories, Peace and Love.
…or the emotional chaos.
The holiday season is one of the few times that brings out the best & worst in people simultaneously. The news is full of negativity, there are protests, hunger, abuse….but for one season of time we long to have ‘peace on earth and goodwill towards men’. This is the one time of year that we would hope to be around the love of friends….but most of all the love of Family.
I’ve come to terms with the fact that I have a huge family that I really don’t know. They hail from both my Mother’s and Father’s sides of the family. I am even blessed to have an extended family my step-mom’s side that has embraced me with loving arms. Of all the love, the family that I barely know used to bother me, would even create some emotional chaos. Watching he families on TV get together for holidays, sharing in the special events of one another’s lives, coming together in rough time….it made me see family the way I wanted it to be. But that’s television…. Continue reading
A Lesson from Dirty Dancing
I close my eyes and I can clearly hear Bill Medly’s sultry voice as the song begins singing “Now I’ve had the time of my life and I’ve never felt this way before’…..I LOVE this movie! Now you have the song stuck in your head too so don’t act like you don’t know Dirty Dancing is an awesome movie! For me it holds fond memories and it showed so many things.
This random outburst of my love for a movie (that may reveal my age) came from a fond memory. When I was a kid (no son, I didn’t use an abacus) Friday Night was movie night! We soooo look forward to at the end of the week! My Dad come home from work and after his shower, reading his papers (the Norristown Times Herald AND the Philadelphia Inquirer) and getting something to eat, he would take us out to get all of our favorite snacks (to share). Me = Dunkin’ Donuts, Lee = Pepperoni and Steph = a jar of olives. We would stop at the video store on Marshall Street where the owner knew our names (long before Blockbuster) and picked out our weekend entertainment. I see us getting our ‘floor blankets’ stretching them out on the living room floor with the VCR remote plugged in (nope, it wasn’t wireless yet), our snacks and our pillows. HEAVEN!!! I look back and think how simple life was but how much we appreciated what may seem like a small thing. Continue reading
Under Her Brim 