There are times when words absolutely fail me. And for someone who enjoys the fine art of jibber jabber and the written word, to have words fail me really sucks. If I could voice the speedway of thoughts and emotions that are zooming through my brain at this very moment you’d be begging me to STOP!
I’m pretty sure it’s not a real thing, but I’m also pretty sure I have a Women’s March on Washington hangover. I woke up with a headache, my body aches and I’m beyond tired. But at the same time I’ve never felt more empowered. #protesthangover. We left home at 7:00 a.m. yesterday morning and didn’t make it back until 10:00 p.m. To say it was a long day, well… judge for yourself.
One year ago today the men in my life were not feeling well. They would have risen to the occasion but since I had not yet come to terms with the beginning of my sixth decade, I opted to let them rest and I ignored the day. How could “I” possibly be sixty-years-
I’ve always embraced the belief that life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. A well-known phrase quoted by many, but a guiding force in my life.
I’m not a big fan of New Year’s Eve and all that it entails. I’d much rather snuggle up for the evening with the one I love most, sip a bottle of bubbly and watch a classic movie, such as the one I share every year at this time. Cheers!
Having never been one to make New Year’s resolutions (I’ve always thought that if I’m going to do something important I better get to it, not wait for the New Year and then spend a year worrying if I’m living up to my self-made promises) I’m not about to start this year.
Each year for the past few years I’ve published a list of Christmas quotes. It’s no surprise that I think this year, in particular, we may all be in need of an extra dose of holiday inspiration; something to help us find joy in the moment. Maybe some sort of Christmas miracle? Or, at the very least a beautiful Christmas melody to make us smile and cry with emotion at the same time.
As we climbed the flight of stairs, to the second level of the mansion at Mount Vernon, we ran our hands over the centuries old wooden railing; the same railing George and Martha Washington ran their hands over as they climbed the stairs of their home.
It’s just a little yellow envelope, maybe 2″ x 3″ with a little red heart sticker to seal the deal. But, the message inside…
Did you read any good books in 2016? When I pick up a book, I usually know within the first 10 pages if it’s going to take hold and keep my attention. And, if it does take hold, then I’m in it until the end, meaning I go deaf, dumb and blind to the world until I’ve devoured every page.
On this soon to be upon us day of giving thanks, I find myself thinking of something a guest said during a newsmaker’s panel discussion I watched, in reference to the results of the presidential election. The panelist suggested, that when we sit down to give thanks this year surrounded by those important to our lives, instead of stating what we’re thankful for, take time to think instead, of what we’ve learned.