Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Someone has a ‪Crush‬ on me!

Someone has a crush on me, and I'm crushing right back!

 Thank you Bliss Magazine for picking me as your ‪#‎WCW‬

 Bliss Magazine

Bliss magazine:


 Our #WCW today is Bliss contributor Christine! In her words:

"In my blog, Christine in Progress, I write about finding my healthy balance. I share everything from, cooking adventures, dressing room confessions, life lessons, exercise adventures and more. Christine in Progress is a #judgment-free zone! I am very transparent in my posts, and I Invite my readers to join me in the journey; and share their life experiences as well.

Who am I? I am a mom who sometimes doesn’t know what she is doing but my children love me anyway. I am a wife who is not perfect but, I am perfectly made for him. I am a good friend, I am a worker bee, I am an introvert, I am a funny girl, I am a drama queen (sometimes), I am a writer, I am a dreamer, I am an amazing shower singer, I hate walnuts, I love red lipstick and I love a good vanilla soy chai latte!

I find my Bliss when I am able to drop my guard and truly be myself. I make it a point to surrounding myself with people who accept me just as I am no matter who I am that day! :) "

 

Sunday, February 14, 2016

Happy Valentine's Day! #OOTD

Happy Valentines Day!  

I was feeling pretty cute in my outfit of the day! 

xoxo ‪‎

Red skirt and xo lips tee-shirt: @torridfashion
Vegan Leather Jacket: New York & Company
Eyes: @julepmaven 
Lips: @maccosmetics
Handbag: @oryanyhandbag


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

A little love...


I found this little guy inside an old fire box, he made me smile. So, I'm paying it forward. Enjoy :) 



Friday, June 7, 2013

A Random Act of Kindness... Returned.

 


 It was a random act of kindness but I wonder who the receiver really was.

It’s raining dogs and cats today. As I was crossing the street I noticed a homeless man sitting on a chair outside a restaurant, the rain literally pouring down on him. I'm sure hundreds of people just passed him by without so much as a second look this morning. He wasn't shaking a cup; he wasn’t asking for anything, he was just sitting there, in the pouring rain.

Something drew me to him, I found myself heading straight toward him at a quick pace.  I walked up to him and knelt before him so we could be at eye level then I offered him my umbrella. He looked me in the eyes with a deep gratitude, he thanked me... but it was the way he said these two little words that touched my spirit. I responded… your welcome sir... before I could walk away, I paused… It’s cold out here; I'll be right back.

I came back with a hot tea and a breakfast pastry, set up his tea, sugar, plate fork knife, napkins on the table next to him. I asked if he took milk in his tea or if he wanted honey in place of sugar. He said what I provided was just fine. He thanked me again, he had such kind loving eyes... then he said, something that really took hold within my soul, thank you for “seeing me.”  I said nothing in response,  just gave a gentle nod and walked on my way... I hardly noticed I was drenched until I reached my destination. I can’t adequately express the way this exchange touched my spirit, but it touched me very deeply. I gave this man an umbrella and some breakfast.... what he gave me was so much more.
 




Friday, May 10, 2013

People watching...



I'm a people watcher. It’s amazing all the stories that I can conjure up in my mind as I sit and watch the people come and go. Sitting in my favorite corner of my favorite little breakfast/lunch spot, I see many people just coming and going, the lady that always orders the coffee and French toast, and the guy that starts his day with a diet coke. The young bus boy just making his rounds from table to table, he seems preoccupied today, I wonder what's on his mind. 

And, then I see her.... she was sitting by the window, all the way on the other side of the restaurant this sweet little elderly lady, she is beautiful, silver hair, coffee colored skin, pink lipstick. Even though there are clearly many more years behind her then there are in front of her she is still radiating beauty. 
 I thought she was alone, but, then... an elderly gentleman appears, he is quite dapper, well dressed, I imagine he was quite the ladies’ man “back in the day.” Is he… her husband, maybe? Yes....her husband... he kisses her on her head and she looks up at him, so lovingly, as if it was the first time she was seeing him. 

He places her coffee and muffin on the table in front of her; he takes the seat across from her. His oatmeal arrives. I bet they have been eating the same breakfast for the last 50 years, muffin and coffee for her, oatmeal for him. I smile to myself as I think; maybe he is watching his cholesterol so he can be with his love for another 50 years. They are so cute together. They don't say much, I doubt they really need to "speak" actual words to each other after all these years. She hands him a napkin, he smiles, and she touches his hand. ..... I love people watching....

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

From The Daily Love - Daily Share - My gratitude post

 

I am very excited! The Daily Love one of my most favorite inspirational blogs featured my post:
I AM - Living in A Place of Gratitude on their blog today! I am not only living in gratitude, I am also honored and humbled! 

The Daily Love:: Daily Share – Living in A Place Of Gratitude!










Sunday, November 18, 2012

Tomorrow, I'm going to wake up happy.

An excerpt from a chat I had with our 6yo daughter, this evening (we call her little duck) ....

Our Little Duck: "Mama, tomorrow I'm going to wake up happy." 

Me: "Why do you say that baby?" 

Little Duck: Because, I just am... tomorrow is going to be a beautiful day! Let's believe on that! :)
 

♥ I love this child and every single word that comes out of her mouth! ♥


I think we should all plan to wake up happy tomorrow!

Thursday, October 25, 2012

If the woman I am now could talk to the girl I was then...

 
Reflection: 
That's me at age 13.
If the woman I am now could talk to the girl I was then...
I would hug her tight, and tell her, no matter what I love her.
She is the opposite of everything they will say she is.
She is loved.
She is beautiful.
She is smart.
And she is strong.
She is a gift and a blessing.
Her life is valuable.
She is powerful beyond measure.
And when it's all said and done, she will look back on all she will go through, exhale and say...
I'm still here!