Ten minutes is not the perfect amount of time to try on eyeglasses with your daughter at Costco. Lesson learned.
Of course, there are a few things missing, from turning on the radio to peeing and trips out to the trash, but that is pretty close to what I expected and intended my Saturday to be.
“Pursue the things you love doing and then do them so well that people can’t take their eyes off of you.” Maya Angelou I was looking for inspiration. Craving more…
Yes is a small word. Yes is a simple word. Yes is a complex word. Yes is huge. Yes is powerful beyond measure.
When I opened my email I found Tara’s post on a Thin Spiral Notebook, and from there I followed her prompt lead and found myself looking at Messy.
My father saw no ceilings for his daughters or sons. His wife who sat directly across the dinner table from him had a different trajectory. My mother’s choices post-highschool were limited to gender-specific roles: teacher, nun, nurse, secretary, or wife.
I’m feeling anxious and accomplished about my progress writing every day for 90 consecutive days. I’m more than halfway through my commitment. This mixed bag of emotions has me back to a betwixt and between morning, so taking a queue from Comfort Prayers this morning, I’m going to share the angels who graced my WordPress Reader this morning.
If you haven’t laughed in a while, please do so. I promise you’ll look at the world a little warmer than you did the moment before. And if you haven’t spoken to or seen a friend who has the ability to make you nearly pee your pants, please get in touch.
I don’t want to work for anyone anywhere. I want it to mean something and make a difference, and while that may sound Pollyannaish, it’s true and the truth is my north star. I want to inspire and be inspired.