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One two buckle my shoe…

Three four shut the door, five six pick up sticks…you know the rest of the nursery rhyme. I know it sounds silly, but all my mind has let me do, for several days, is repeat nursery rhymes over and over. Jack be Nimble, Mary had a Little Lamb and so on. Why?

One reason, is my baby boy is off to college and I continually reflect back to the simple times of nursery rhymes. Each time I feel a little sad I think of another one, say it, then become a little relieved with a smile and a giggle. The cycle repeats itself each time we dig through an old box or give away some old action figures.

I am excited about the next adventures in our lives. I am estatic while watching Nicholas grow into a beautiful young man, who is following his heart. He has a plan and is sticking to it.

When I become teary eyed he wraps his big arms around me and says, Mom, I love you and it’s gonna be okay!”

I KNOW, I KNOW! I wouldn’t want to have children who weren’t thriving and following their bliss! I know I can’t fix up the house enough to entice them to stay with me and nor would I want that. However, at this moment at 6 AM, I feel like gathering them all up and saying,”Okay, change of plans! Today, we are all going to curl up on the couch and read Dr. Suess. Or hey let’s go to McDonald’s play land!”

Back to the nursery rhymes…Little Miss Muffett, Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall…yes, I know it’s a bit creepy. All I can say it is my brains way of coping with the ‘adulting.’ When I become fearful of the changes, I search for something from their childhood that is simple.

Aren’t these emotions normal? As I read my sister-n-law’s blog “When the kids grow up” or @Jennifer Reynolds Drake on Facebook, I feel comforted and realize, I am not alone. Her last paragraph (which I will share her post after I complete this writing) sums it up best: “And now we can settle in the fact that we’ve raised our kids to the best of our ability, we’ve entrusted them into His hands, and that the biggest growth comes from change.”

I realize change is inevitable. I am evolving to a level I have only dreamed of, in the past. Why now? Because for the past twenty six years I have been in my bliss being a mommy. And YES, Jenny, you are correct they still need me and will continue to call, I know that, but it is a little scary.

As for today, I am continuing to reflect on the funny memories and looking ahead to the next chapter. Most importantly I am enjoying each moment in the present! All we have is Right now! Take time to find your moment or nursery rhyme to bring you to a moment of sweetness and enjoy where you are right now.

One-two buckle my shoe, three-four shut the door, five- six pick up sticks, seven- eight lay them straight, Nine-ten let’s do it again, PLEASE!

God Bless!

Livelove

When the world has you busy, but you continue to find time to write…

Lately my life has been extremely busyI can’t remember the last day I didn’t have anything to do. I have been traveling, building my business, enjoying whoever I am with at that moment or simply enjoying a new adventure, like a BBQ run!

However, It does feel like I have been a little too busy. I might need to take a break for a day. I don’t mean hold up on writing just maybe everything else. Even if I do not post everyday I always find time to write!!! It is my passion. I love all my God given gifts, I have been given, but writing is my all time favorite. It provides me with freedom to feel each emotion and all possible solutions or outcomes.

When I am writing the world seems to stand atill. Almost as if I am frozen in time. I hear the outside sounds however, when I am writing they become extraordinary background music. Motor running in the distance to the North East. Birds tweeting with a different pitch on each chord, crickets chirping an old S-10 speeds down the road accelerating almost like he hopes to arrive at his home before it breaks down and a talking Tom cat named Tommy prances the perimeter of my front yard meowing every step. Yes I have distractions, but I am content if the words are flowing.

Know what makes your world stand still and do more of that! If it is walking, take time to walk everyday. If you love live performances, find more to attend. Enjoy your life by doing more that fills your heart with happiness.

God Loves You$

Livelove

If you stir poop with a stick does it smell worse?

The answer to my question is pretty obvious. Yes, a pile of resting cow manure, if stirred even the slightest, can smell up an entire area! Why does it matter? It really doesn’t however, it is good to know.

Life is similar to this. I realize sometimes, open discussion is the only way to heal. However, to stand and stir the pile to say you enjoy the aroma is ludicrous. When in a healing mode, get in patch the wound to allow it to heal on its own, then get out! Try not to stay in the smelly area and continue to stir and dig deeper, the outcome will not smell like roses, I promise.

When you are living in the midst of a pile of manure, you do not want to stay there do you? Also, haven’t we established that learning from the past is all you can do? You can not alter or change what has already been done, can you?

If you agreed with the above questions then put your stick down, right now! Change your conversations to exciting upcoming events, planning new adventures and creating a happier paradigm. Let the healing continue in the background.

To wrap it up! The more you stir poop the worse it smells. Let the decomposers do their job and you go ahead and create a better smelling future.

Strippers? 

I titled this writing for a very specific reason. I have been studying marketing strategies for my new business and my discoveries have been astonishing. As I have said before, good advertising and marketing experts are fearless. I unfortunately did not receive this particular talent. I am bubbly and great at one on one sells, if and only if someone seeks me out. Which poses a dilemma for my company. Therefore, I have spent a multitude of hours searching, observing and studying people’s reactions to post, how many likes, comments ect.

I have watched politics on a federal, state and even a county level become illuminated on social media. I have observed how the news grabs our attention and place mostly fear into our paradigms. (They also replay the same old horrific stories over and over again.) However, this last topic really freaked me out, how much attention it received. Strippers Celebrate by Counting Their trashbags full of Money! 

Why did this freak me out? Honestly, it wasn’t the post, my Ashby posted, it was the OVER 300 OR MORE responses. I was tagged in it and finally watched it. I thought well they are happy and that’s a good thing. Then as I began to respond to my daughter in a funny way, (because if you know her she is not an advocate for taking off her clothes in front of men, to please them. She could do it, because she is beautiful, but one bikini contest and she was like nope nope nope not for me). 

What happened next is where I became freaked out. She had 100s of comments. Each time I attempted to type a comment it would say more comments are loading. I read maybe three or four. Those, in particular, ranged from a positive shout out to say hell yea you go ladies to a lengthy response of how bad this profession is or these women are ect…

Now I am not disputing anyone’s comment and nor did I read who posted what. However, I am wondering about the marketing strategy here. Wonderful people places and events are presented or posted each day yet strippers ‘Being Happy’ caught a wide variety of peoples attention, and not very many supportive ones. 

I do have a quick story to share with you to take up for my friends, who chose their career path that was unconventional. I was 18 years old working at a little restaurant in Po Folks. A group of ladies came in at least ten of them. They were laughing and chit chatting amongst each other. None of the other waitress wanted to wait on them, so I said I would take them. What happened next was FABULOUS! They stayed an hour past my shift, ate and were  simply a blast to wait on. Their entire bill was probably 120 dollars (Po FolKS was not known for their expensive meals just good home cooked food and sweet tea.) When they left we all hugged and they assured me they would be back and only ask for me! Guess what? When I went home that day, I realized the hour in a half was well worth the extra time. Above and beyond the other tips, those ladies tipped me 150 dollars! Guess what? They were strippers!!! Did I know that at first? No! I just treated them like anyone else. Were they beneath me? No just a group of women who were comfortable with themselves and they laughed more than any other customers I had ever had. 

I told you that story to end with this message!!! I don’t care what you choose to be when you grow up. However, be careful what you choose to read or respond to. Before you click on a post or read an article think how it is going to directly affect your thoughts and attention. The goal is to be happy, but if you only feel the need to read about negative or horrific stories, then that is what you will have to talk about. Before you know it you will be living in that judgmental, concerned with others, hateful, critical life. Is that a fun frequency? Not for me.

As for marketing I guess I will just need to keep sending out positive vibes. As for those people who  continue to desire a better life they will seek me out. 

Your real message here is…BE HAPPY WITH YOU! if you don’t like where you are at this point change it. Don’t pass judgement on others, just find your laughter and the rest will take care of itself.

God loves you no matter what!! Yes, even strippers!!! God Bless You and have a great day!!!