To the people who love you, you are beautiful already. This is not because they’re blind to your shortcomings but because they so clearly see your soul. Victoria Moran
Sometimes friendship becomes something deeper. It is a rare gift when this happens. These friendships become a safe place, a haven, a home of the heart. A place where acceptance is normal even when situations and circumstances are not. These friends listen and offer their thoughts and insights without judgment. They will laugh and cry, be serious or silly, offer advise or remain quiet, whatever you need is what they give you.
These friendships are rare and I am blessed with more than one. These friends have been with me in good and bad times. They have supported me and given me strength with their love and wisdom. It is a wonder and joy to know them. They are my family. They are my soul-sisters.
Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it don’t matter. Satchel Paige
Yesterday was my birthday. I know how old I am and it’s weird. I mean how did I get so old? And why don’t I feel old? Okay, I do know that I don’t physically feel the way I did when I was young. But I don’t feel as old as I thought I would feel when I was young and thought about old age. But then I didn’t really think I would ever be this old. Given my lifestyle back in the day I think most people thought the same.
One thing I do know for sure is that I am happier as an old woman than I was as a young one. That’s one of the gifts I have been given over the years, happiness. And the sense that I am okay. I’m not brilliant, or especially beautiful. Oh, I am smart enough and though I was not much to look at as a teen I did get better with time and age and was often told I was beautiful. And these days people seem to be surprised when they learn how old I am so I guess I’m doing the aging thing okay. Or maybe they are just humoring me. Whatever, it doesn’t matter.
Anyway, yesterday was a good day, a happy birthday. And now yesterday is gone and it is today which is the only day I can live so I’ll make the best of it. Everyday has its good and not so good and occasionally some pretty miserable stuff happening but in everyday there is joy. I am abundantly blessed and so thankful for another day of life.
“No matter what accomplishments you make
somebody helps you.”
How true. Think about it. Of the things you have accomplished how many did you do without any help? Probably not a one. There were helpers whether or not you acknowledged them or even knew them.
In your life, there are family members, teachers, coaches, friends, acquaintances, neighbors, students, clergy,…the list is endless. You probably know most of those who helped you achieve the things you wanted to do, be, have, make, or happen. But there are many who are in the background. People who wrote or did something that inspired you and gave you the tools and courage to try something new and different. They may be close or distant or even no longer in this world but they were there for you on your journey.
Maybe it’s time to acknowledge your helpers.
Say thank you to those you know…and don’t know.
Look for where you can be of help to others.
Share your blessings.
“Wherever you go,
go with all your heart.”
This quote really made me think. How often do I go somewhere with all my heart? The honest answer is not often. Usually, I go about my day without much thought about where I am going or what I am doing. I certainly don’t put much of my heart into the where’s or what’s of my day.
At best I am being lackadaisical and indifferent to my surroundings. To be honest, by not putting my heart into my days is somewhat arrogant and definitely apathetic. I have never thought of myself in those terms before. Maybe lackadaisical or lazy but not indifferent, arrogant, or apathetic.
To not live with all your heart is really being unthankful for all of life.
I don’t want to be that person!
Obviously, changes must be made in my mindset or heart-set if you will.
I am starting today!
I celebrate another week of life but it has flown by. Seems like Sunday was just a day or two ago. When did time speed up? Does it have something to do with climate change? Surely it has nothing to do with age!
There have been some cooler mornings this week. In the mid-seventies when I get up and in the eighties the rest of the day. There’s been some rain and more to come this weekend which is fine. Usually, this time of year lawns are brown and dry and the leaves on the flowers are beginning to curl but so far all is looking green and lush. That is something to celebrate!
Though the mornings have been pleasant I haven’t gone for a walk. Really need to get back on track and get my steps in. I do celebrate that I am healthy and even if not in great shape I get around just fine and have the energy to do things I want to do. What I don’t want to do is another story. I am happy and celebrate that my time is no longer logged on a time clock!
That’s it for this Friday.
Has anyone heard anything from Lexa? Does she have an email address I can have so I can say hello? If it is okay with her would you send it to my email, please? Or just tell her I am thinking of her. Thanks!