Two of my favorite things … nature and bright, happy colors! I have a bag of mini tree rounds and when our 2 year old tells me it’s time to ‘paint’ or ‘cu-yer’ (color) – she does her coloring and I paint my mini slices into these. Today the magnets arrived and the hand-painted mini tree slices came to life as really cool little magnets. I may not have loads of time to paint these days – but I get in what I can…when I can! These colors make my heart smile! And 2 year olds are the best!
From all social media She laid low The life she lived She took back And made it her own Again No more show And tell She fell Silent To the world around her Let solidarity and peace Surround her She was no longer Bound to her Need to please Need for acceptance Need to somehow Prove her self worth Now She aimed to Please herself by Doing things She knew might Fill her heart With joy and love Her rising above Society’s unrealistic Expectations Of what a woman And mother Should look like and be We Are human And yes, we are Super women But not by Society’s definition We are Perfectly imperfect Just the way we are In the now With every one of Our hard earned Tiger stripes And scars And we are Beautiful In our every shape And size As our amazing bodies Transform Throughout our lives I hereby declare We are Our own prize Unobjectified And we deserve To respect And love ourselves For far more Than just our outsides
There’s something magical- About a midnight sky… Blanketed by stars; A million dancing little lights.
The soft glow of the crescent moon- The silky haze of the Milky Way. There’s something beautiful In the thought- That half of the world’s dreams Will soon be underway.
There’s something peaceful- About the cool midnight air. A calming and soothing energy- A time of gratitude, reflection, And prayer.
There’s a spiritual shift- When the bustling day Finally winds down, And transforms into night. It’s the perfect time- To wish upon a star… To snuggle up close, And tuck your loved ones in- Just right.
There’s something magical About a midnight sky… Silent within our own thoughts, And millions of prayers Reaching up towards the heavens- Each night.
There’s a magic- Comforting us from way up high; A twinkling beacon of hope- Watching over this side of the world- Until the next sun begins to rise-
DEPRESSION – Calls EVERY thing Into question. It never arrives- To teach us a lesson.
It’s unrelenting, Unforgiving, So belittling.
It thrives on Self-oppression, Self-aggression, And self-demise —
I DESPISE — Depression. NO question.
Behind our eyes And our smile, There’s a darkness That can hold us- Captive. Triggers make it Reactive. The impact it has – on Our Spirit, our mood, Our ability to interact — We retract. Silently, slyly, shyly. Not wanting to be a burden- Yet, so desperately Wanting to be heard – ‘n Struggling to find Enough courage To purge it — out loud. Our urge is — Too proud- To let it all come out.
Instead— We tend to suffer alone – Inside our own head. Keeping it to ourselves- Is what we do best.
I pray for the day When the topic of Our mental health Isn’t so taboo—
When our pride and ego Can take a backseat — to- Our vulnerability, And reaching out- To help others through.
Alone, We can do so little. Together, There is so much more We can ALL do — Better.
Speaking openly About our struggles- Allows others To feel comfortable Doing the same. It’s high time — for change.
I DESPISE — Depression. No question!
And if you, Or someone you know, Suffers from Depression, too? Reach out- Check in- Let them know How much you care- Even if you may not Understand — It makes a difference Just knowing you’re there.
To the best and most beautiful creations of my life
In such uncertain times, with the fires consuming our beautiful state of Colorado, with Covid #s rising again and with the looming presidential election upon us creating so much negativity and divisiveness….these life moments feel more fleeting to me than ever before!
Our time here is but a blink and so are these precious moments with our children and loved ones – which I’ve been guilty of taking for granted time and time again. I want nothing more than to comfort my children and reassure them of more certain times ahead, not really knowing what that looks or feels like. I feel helpless in so many ways as a mom. I’m doing my best, but have I done enough??? That question keeps me up at night! My kids are 16, 12 and 18 months. I lie next to our youngest at night, watching her sleep … and wish I could go back in time and spend more time with my older 2 doing the same…..these moments are truly life’s greatest treasure.
Art has had to take a back seat (and I miss it terribly), but I still have time to write poetry as I lie in bed with a mind that refuses to rest … this poem came to me the other night and would not leave me until I wrote (texted) it down in a message to myself … and then to our oldest 2. It’s so important to always let them know how you feel and to say it often because you just never know what tomorrow holds.
To my children – the best and most beautiful creations of my lifetime:
If I could… I’d hug you tight. I’d snuggle and cuddle you Through the night.
I’d comfort you- And hold you close. I’d rub your face, And kiss your nose.
I’d bring you peace, And let you rest. I’d pause the world- And take your stress.
I’d make your every Dream come true. I’d squeeze your hand- And celebrate you!
I’d remind you Of all the wonderful ways- You brighten my world On the darkest of days.
I’d look into Your beautiful eyes- And tell you, “I love you!” A hundred more times.
I’d hug you close- And never let go. I’d freeze the moments And never grow old.
If I could… Go back in time, I’d spend more hours With your hand in mine.
I’d play with you, And sing with you. I’d dance the whole night Through with you.
We’d walk and talk And stare up at the sky, And watch the clouds And world go by.
We’d wish upon Every twinkling star- Soaking in every moment Right where we are.
We’d giggle and laugh The whole day through- Telling dad jokes & bad jokes, And mom jokes, too.
If I could… Go back in time- I’d make more moments For your heart and mine.
I love you more than All the stars that shine. I’m your biggest fan & I’ll always- Carry your heart in mine.
I will love you forever And always… I will be proud of you forever In ALL ways!
Of all the things
No longer serving me.
And self image negativity.
I am UNbecoming
The loudest critic
Deep within me.
A new decade.
A new year.
New Self-love and respect
My body has done for me.
Feeling immense gratitude
For every gift
God has laid out before me,
And for every moment in difficult times,
Where His light and grace
Have carried me.
Speak louder than words-
My body is healed.
And I am ready… Finally!
Body, mind and soul,
Are you listening?
There will be days
Where I’m up before dawn
The fighting spirit inside me.
Regaining my strength,
One step at a time
Toward the future me I see.
Removing the inner chaos
And making way-
For mental peace and clarity.
Re-grounding my spirit,
And doing my best
To love myself fairly.
Opening my heart,
And listening carefully.
Being present more often
For our beautiful,
And growing family.
Patience and positivity.
Our children are watching
How I navigate and tackle
Life places in front of me.
I am becoming,
And overcoming daily.
And nothing will stop me.
I AM BECOMING.
Waves of grief break you down time and time again,
And it’s up to you to find a way through it-
Whether you crawl, walk or swim.
Dig deep, for strength lies far below the surface-
Below your sorrow, anger, and insecurities.
Below where your heart now painfully bleeds.
Beneath the sadness that makes it hard to breathe.
Release the weight of your sorrow-
And allow your heart to cry.
Break down your wall and allow yourself to feel-
And move through the emotions you’ve locked away inside.
For a time, it feels as though all the good in life has died.
It feels like the darkness will forever transcend the light.
But releasing this heartache will ease your burden,
And soon, you’ll be alright.
Find comfort in knowing you’re not alone.
And it’s okay not to be okay every second of every day.
You don’t always have to remain strong.
In grieving, there is no right or wrong.
One foot in front of the other, one baby step at a time.
Believe me, when I tell you, there is no set timeline-
On when, how long, or how often you will grieve.
Be kind to yourself and take all the time you need.
And please give yourself permission to be held,
To be loved and supported in times when you feel weak.
Accept the same help you offer up so eagerly-
And be patient, for God is mending your wings.
Allow your spirit to evolve, adapt and transform.
Breathe and allow yourself the gift of being reborn-
A new chapter, a new way, a new norm.
Slowly over time, you will begin to see a new light.
The beginning of a new day with a new you, from the inside.
And when you find the courage to stand tall and rise again-
Use your new found strength, the compassion in your heart,
And the love and support from your family and friends.
And have faith — The sky is the limit with God in it.
He sat with you through darkness, so you could see the light.
And He held your broken heart as you mourned this loss of life.
And as you begin to emerge from the darkness into the light,
God will be holding your hand as you don your new wings
And take flight – towards the new you – and a new way of life.