Thursday, May 29, 2014

We went for a walk

We went for a walk Memorial Day.  We had actually planned to go to the movies.  Something that we never really do! We picked out the movie...then forgot.

We went to Bennett Springs instead and took my sweet girl, Molly.  She enjoys going for a walk, but because of us she doesn't get out much either!  We walked for maybe 10 minutes and she was ready to come home!

It was nice to share that time walking with two of my favorite things in the whole world.



I am one of those "Dog Moms" who consider their pet to actually be their child.  She sticks close to me and doesn't really notice that other people are around.  She makes me feel special like that<3
Then there is this sweet man.  He actually suggested the walk AND taking Molly.  He took her down this hillside so she could try to get a drink of water.  He says he doesn't love her, but we know differently. 

We need to do this walk thing more often. It was good for all of us!
AND just like a kid, Molly slept in the backseat on the way home :)

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Time.

As I read back on my posts since January I realize that my life was functioning in a very manner at the time.  We were just finding out that my aunt was dying with cancer.  No one quite saw it coming (even though we saw it coming for years).

Time went on. 
Her body began to fail quickly.

We lost her just a few days before Easter.
We buried her remains yesterday.
It was a lot harder than I was ready for.

Within 2 years my mom's family has lost 2 siblings and 2 in-laws. Only 1 did not struggle with cancer.
Every time in the last two years that we have lost someone, we grieve all over again for the ones we lost not that long ago.  Then all around me I have friends, coworkers, people you read/see stories about in the news that are losing their lives because of cancer.

I am done with this cancer nonsense. It makes me worry about my loved ones and the things that we don't know.  I look at my husband and pray that we BOTH are able to live happy, "healthy" lives.
...we never know how much time we will be given.

Sometimes we waste our time by getting in the groove of just sitting.
"Relaxing" and watching tv or staring at our computers or phones.

I think perhaps it's time we get back out here and enjoy the life are living and live it for the ones who wish they could still be here living it with us. 
it's time.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Compliments and Reflections

It's always nice to receive a compliment. It makes you feel like you are in fact doing something right with your fashion sense. I feel good about what I wear because I LIKE it.  Not because it's "in style" or because it makes me look thin..er.  I choose my clothes because they represent my personality. Lately I have received compliments from several people I work with.  With their comments about "how cute" I look are usually comes with a side note of them taking a shot at themselves.   So that makes me wonder...why don't they feel as good about their body as I do mine?

Some ladies have odd perspectives about how their bodies look.  By "odd" I mean completely distorted.  They see themselves as fat, not pretty enough, blah hair, etc. All of these things are in fact false.
...but try telling them that.

It's okay to have a pouch and or rolls around your body.
It's okay to have a wide tushy.
It's okay to acne.
It's okay to watch gravity sag your boobs.
It's okay to have uncooperative hair.
It's okay to have cellulite.
It's okay.

I promise you.
It's okay.

I am not saying that I think my body is magazine perfect or that I always have raging self confidence.  BUT I am saying that my body is what I have made it.  I accept it and choose to make the best of it.  I won't let the social rules of what my body is like define what clothes I want to wear or how I feel about myself.  I am not my appearance.

There is a really cool facebook group that sends out a positive message for anyone needing that extra reminder.  You are capable of loving yourself----all of yourself.

Check them out:  https://www.facebook.com/BeautyRedefined