Tag: aging well
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What a Year Can Do
The dogs know when I wake up on edge and they’re eager to be let outside. I don’t blame them because when I feel off center, I don’t want to be around me either! October is my birthday month and I’ve been pondering what a year can do. Last Friday, I met Lady A for…
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Follow the Feet
Living in this house has unraveled the rush. You just can’t get in a hurry, or do anything quickly here. The dogs have a water bowl on a step in the backyard that I refill with fresh water everyday. Turning on the outdoor spigot it takes time for the water to reach the end of…
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The Art of Noticing
One of the hardest things for me to do right now is to not water the Bougainvillea. Each day that passes another bloom appears, but I wait 3 days and then check the soil with my moisture meter. If they’re bone dry, they get a good drenching for one more bloom. They are not by…
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Hope Tree Farm
Dr. Jason wants me to sweat. Living in Texas, you don’t have to do much to work up a sweat, but I do enjoy sweating while working in the yard. A couple of my workouts are 45 minutes long, so I sweat, but it’s different than working outside. My friend, Dwight, over at Faded Jeans…
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Rain or Shine
When we make a commitment to ourselves, a seed is planted within. We nurture it with simple, daily actions because it has a hard time being ignored. Stay focused on the commitment day in and day out, so the seed within, will sprout and grow. They were calling for rain overnight, which we need, but…
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100 Walks
While living solo, I find it difficult to hold myself accountable to the intricate, daily habits that enhance my life. I’m still seeing Dr. Jason, so optimum health is at the forefront of my mind this year. During our July visit, my Bioenergetic readings were all good and he couldn’t find anything nutritionally my body…
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The Agility Test
My neighbor, Mr. Mike, has backed his trucked into his garage for as long as I’ve known him. I wonder if it’s some kind of test for him personally, like the day he backs into the house is when he parks his truck for good, or maybe it’s just a guy thing because the flow…
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Walking the Winter
It was cold, but no wind, so the air would feel crisp. Lacing up my runners, I smile in anticipation of my bright blue, wool runner’s wrapped in Christmas paper and laying under the tree, but no cheating and opening early. Layers, Fitbit, water bottle and a card written for a friend to drop in…
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Walking the Winter
Winter is my favorite time of year to walk and this began a couple of winter’s ago. Walking, for me, is the best form of exercise because every part of the body is pumping. The crisp air fills my lungs as I remember to breathe and inhale deeply. My favorite jeans are getting baggy around…
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Our True North
I rarely went to Hill Country Water Gardens because it was so far away. Unfortunately, now it only takes 10 minutes to arrive in their parking lot. They open at 11:00 am on Sunday’s and that’s my favorite time to go. My truck pulls into the lot a few minutes before they officially open, but…
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An Audience of One
One of the keys in life, for me anyway, is to stay open to change. Otherwise, we live similar years and call it a life. My life changed when my daughter moved out to start her own life, but it took time to realize how much her absence would effect my everyday. She came to…
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Zero to Sixty
When I made my first appointment with Dr. Jason, I wasn’t sick, nor did I want to be, but I was curious to see what the body could feel like at optimum health. The good book says we’re made in the image of God, but I couldn’t imagine God feeling like this. I can ‘push…
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More Than a Haircut
I’m letting my hair grow and this began in 2025. I’m not sure when, but once the weather warmed, I just stopped getting it cut. I told my hairdresser this bright idea as she finished reshaping my short hair and she said, “Alright. I’ll see you in 2 months!” It was one of the hard…
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Accept the Good
I haven’t always been a walking bucket of positivity. I certainty wasn’t taught the power of positive thinking as a child, or raised to accept the good, so by the time I was an adult, I had a negative slant on life. My parents spent a lot of time worrying. At the age of 20,…
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Rewrite Our Story
This morning I overslept and didn’t get out of bed until 8am, but it felt good. The day felt more like Sunday than Monday, but I knew in my soul what day it was. November 10, 1998 is the day I stopped drinking and started going to AA. The sobriety birthday comes quietly compared to…
