Tag: love your life

  • Do More Living

    Do More Living

    Here we are…awake at 5:30 am, again. I stayed up later than usual last night, talking on the phone with my daughter, so it seems it doesn’t really matter what time I go to sleep, if God wants me awake at 5:30, so be it. *Robin Sharma would be proud. I woke up thinking about…

  • My Life is a Meme

    This is what we’ll be covering in my monthly newsletter. Choosing calm over chaos during these ‘ber’ months and loving life a little more intentionally before the year slips away. If you’ve signed up previously, rest assured, you’re still on the list, but if you aren’t certain, here is the link to opt-in. The first…

  • Soak It Up

    Soak It Up

    My phone rang at 8:00 am and it was unsettling to see it was my sister calling. She never calls that early and my first thought was, “Who died?”, but she wanted to catch me first thing to wish me a happy birthday. Her call set the tone for the rest of the day. I…

  • For the Love of One Flower

    For the Love of One Flower

    I did the craziest thing. I subscribed to the newsletter for Hill Country Water Gardens! It arrived in my inbox on Thursday evening and after scanning it’s contents, I knew I’d be headed that way first thing Friday morning all for the love of ONE plant. I don’t drive much anymore and it’s not because…

  • Sharing My Space

    Sharing My Space

    Standing by the large wooden table I heard a sound that no plant lover wants to hear. Rumi, my Asian Council tree had dropped two leaves. One on occasion is normal for his age and size, but two at the same time sounds the alarm! I knew he wouldn’t be happy long-term where he was…

  • The Golden Cup

    The Golden Cup

    I published this post and pulled it back into drafts to rewrite it because it wasn’t meant to be about coffee. It’s about life and similar to the quality in a cup of coffee, the quality of life is in how you make it. I really did buy a new coffee gadget and am still…

  • The Maybe Box

    The Maybe Box

    Saturday morning, I went to visit a friend for coffee and conversation. We’re in similar stages of singleness, kids grown, and nest is empty, but we both still work. Entering her home, you won’t find a single item out of place, but she’s acquired a lot from previous generations, and I didn’t experience that. From…