Tag: quality of life
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All the Favorite Things
The draft folder is down to 4 drafts, which only one is worth keeping, in my opinion. That one draft is entitled, ‘Notes in drafts’, so instead of starting a new post every time inspiration strikes, I make a note on one, continuous page and note the date. I didn’t intend on changing the template…
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A Moment of Certainty
I sat outside on the deck with the doggos to observe the happenings in my little world and I’m noticing how differently things are done nowadays almost with a lack of care. The sound of a trash truck is a highlight of a dogs week, so we waited, listened and watched. We could hear it…
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The Ugliest Pillow in the World
I can only hope someone taught you how to make your bed. It may sound insignificant, but it matters. When night arrives and it’s time to remove all of the throw pillows and pull the covers back to slip into bed, it just feels like a day well lived. I also hope someone taught you…
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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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Table for One
I’m not sure how much Mama enjoyed her life. She had a full time job, 5 days a week from 9 to 5, and then came home to her other job of making sure our homework and chores were complete. She slipped seamlessly from her paid position to raising four kids, plus a husband and…
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Piddling on Purpose
When I return home from my morning walk, Winnie jumps up and greets me at the door. Denver is laying on the deck enjoying the coolest part of the day, but he comes inside when I return. They watch to see where I’m going to sit before finding their spots on the floor, but as…
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In Private
I was recently reminded to be careful who I share my ‘big dream’ with. To others it will sound crazy and they’ll take a step back. The dream in your heart was planted there for you and you alone. It won’t make sense to anyone else, so focus on the steps in private. Here’s an…
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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…
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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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Clear, Blue Morning
The best part of the day for me is morning. I love waking up before the dawn to sit in the middle of my bed and gaze through my bedroom window to witness the night brighten into day. This morning my phone buzzed with an email letting me know that my friend, Missy, over at…
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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…
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One More Bloom
I didn’t want to go for a walk this morning, but I did it anyway and feel more centered from it. On Tuesday I did a full body workout that kicked my butt, but I’m gonna do it again. My pep talk on repeat for now is, “I don’t want to, but I need to.”…
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Practice the Pause
When I was growing up, our household was in constant motion. I don’t recall ever seeing Mama just sitting and doing nothing. If she was sitting, which was rare, she was reading the newspaper, working a jigsaw puzzle, or sewing a button onto a shirt. When I was using dating apps, the most frequently asked…
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Make the Effort
I bought a Google Home Speaker by Nest and Gemini is supposed to help keep me on track with my writing. Together, we set up a weekly writing schedule and this morning he was supposed to notify me when it was time to write. He told me I had a notification, but wouldn’t tell me…

