Today as I walked toward our dinner destination in Santa Monica I came across these three words “You Are Beautiful” simple words but so meaningful.
I love how walking through random spots of the Westside such beauty even in words can be found.
I do it for Marcy. Marcy is a old friend I reconnected with via Facebook. See there are some good things about FB. Anywho I reconnected with her to apologize for my actions as a teen. I wasn’t a good person back then and she allowed me to apologize and we reconnected.
She then had her second child a little girl. She then had a stroke.
I talk to Marcy quite often and there are two things that frustrate her the most it seems…1. Not being able to walk and do for herself easily and 2. Not being able to work.
I have some health issues. It makes it impossible for me to do exercise routines that are super intense. My bones will bruise and when I test this to see if it’s still true an MRI shows I did it again. So I stick to light jogging, ballet barre work, and little aerobic exercises.
I have off days where I don’t think I can do it or when I don’t want to do it and I think of Marcy. I do it for her. I hope that sounds right but I jog for her because I know more than anything she really would love to. I know more than anything she’d love to play with her two beautiful children and I feel bad that she can’t.
I don’t have pity for her though because why should I? What good is that? She’s a tough cookie and she does try and goes to physical therapy. She’s an inspiration and I’m honored to call her a friend.
We talk every week a couple of times during the week and I enjoy those times. They’re usually on my drive home from work so we get a lot of talking in. Nice.
This morning I jogged again. I’m doing a training for a 5k race, not that I’m running one just that I want to build up endurance and I won’t give up because if she could do this she wouldn’t give up. So I’m doing this for Marcy.
I think I because I can’t speak for others sometimes take for granted how easy I have it and sometimes forget how bad others want to do the things I can do. I think it’s about being grateful for what I can do and making the most out of every day.
I’ve found that…..
Who would have thought that these words:
If you don’t eat junk you won’t have to exercise more.
would come from my 12 year old daughter and she further went on to remind me why we don’t have junk in our home any longer.
So today I start with a cup of green tea, a cup of dandelion root tea to help with the PCOS and a yummy egg white scramble with onions, ground turkey, a bit of cheese, and on top a little hot sauce because for me a little goes a long way.
Ready to tackle the day and eat right while being kind to me.
I’ve been having throat issues from my allergies. I’m even seeing a ENT soon. Appointment set.
Now that you know the back story you need to know that I bought this Yogi tea for your throat and attached to the tea bag was this wonderful quote:
“Greatness is measure by your gifts, not your possessions”
Love that and it’s so true.
My gifts, my family, my friends, my life today mean so much more to me than having the nicest of everything there is to offer because when it’s all said and done, at the end of the day it really is our gifts we think about and cherish.
I’m late sending my photo of the day. Life happens and I’m OK with it because at least I haven’t stopped doing this challenge and though I feel for the most part this is for me I will continue until the day I turn 38 and then I’ll have a new challenge.
Yesterday’s (today) photo is of a plant my friend left to my care when she moved out of state. This was taken yesterday and today one side is in full bloom!! Awesome I tell you!! I never thought this flower would bloom. I think it’s like me….a slow grower but growing gracefully and at times a beautiful mess.
I can’t believe I love these roses. As most know I’m so not a fan of roses. I think people buy roses as a easy way out of getting someone flowers and I enjoy a little thought into what I’ve been given. This being said I received these when we had people over for Passover dinner Monday night and they had a vintage feel to them. I even put a mason jar with more of the roses in our bathroom. I think they’re very pretty!
It’s been 90 days since I turned 37 years old. This means it’s another installment of “I dedicated this day to…” and for day 90 I choose my father.
My dad Jerry is….
This picture is a collage of my father over the years:
If I offered you say this jacket for FREE used twice because said toddler hated this lovely jacket would you be willing to pay for shipping?
Say I offered you a beach cruiser bike that was barely used for free would you be willing to come pick it up?
My point is I used to be the eBay Queen BUT I really don’t have time to list things.
I thought “What if I paid it forward” every couple of weeks to get rid of the things I’d sell there or on Craig’s List, would people want the items for free if they had to pay shipping or pick up the item from me at a location other than my home.
What if I said “Make me an offer” if it were something like say a Bumbleride Queen B stroller that’s not been used to much at all and really has just been collecting dust in my garage.
Let me know your thoughts…Leave a comment and let me know what you think. This jacket will be the first item for FREE if someone would be willing to pay shipping or pick it up. Know anyone with a 2 Yr. old boy who wears a size 2? This could be just the thing for them or you.
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