Please Excuse the Mess…

Please Excuse the Mess…

Watch Your Step! Under Construction: Please Excuse the Mess… Because I’m a mess. A beautiful mess. My glorious imperfection assembled with remnants of growth amid mood swings, feelings of failure - all supported with the learning that surrounds my mistakes. And I’ve made mistakes. And that’s okay. Because that’s how our imperfect minds evolve and develop. It’s not always pretty when you’re working on something to make it better. So, I’m going to extend the gift of grace not only to those around me, but most importantly, offer this needed gift to myself as I continue to be a work in progress. Cheers to loving your beautiful mess!!!!...
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I was wrong.

I was wrong.

All this time I believed I was helping by cheering others from the sidelines, but it turns out that I shouldn't "get my help and goodness all over everybody", as I just heard Anne Lamott say in her TED talk.  In fact, she goes on to say that, "If it's someone else's problem, you probably don't have the answer anyway....help is the sunny side of control."   In all this time, I've been running alongside others, yelling out encouragement, offering support and motivation, I've neglected the most important role of my life; cheering for myself.  Offering kind words to myself when I face failures, big or small.  Running my mind past reflections of my life, offering forgiveness and grace, as well as words of wisdom that I've learned along the way.  Only by radiating my joy and peace from the inside will I be of any inspiration for others.  That's what my legacy for this trip around the sun needs to be-cheering myself, focusing...
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This %&!# Dog!

Yes, this !%#&/%! dog. This dog who has cost my family $6,000 in less than a year for medical care. Stitches and orthopedic surgery to repair fingers tangled in a leash while being drug in the wet grass in front of neighbors by an enthusiastic puppy who has no knowledge of her strength. So completely humiliating...My husband called it user error-I vehemently exclaimed it was this !%#$/%! dog! This !%#$/%! dog who must be on a leash for EVERY SINGLE potty break in our fence-less backyard, who takes at least three, fifteen minute tries to find the "perfect" spot to deliver her goods; whether it is torrential rain or shine...She doesn't care that you don't have a thick, waterproof coat like hers! This !%#$/%! dog who chases my cat like it's her job, and my cat won't tell you, but it's obvious that our cat secretly devours greedily every minute of it. This dog who takes her Kong squeaky toys to...
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