Since I'll be 35 in a few days, I thought I'd make a list of all of my favorite things and share them with you. Some are silly some are not.
1. Sugar Cookie Tea (Celestial Seasonings)- a little cookie in every cup. (add some brown sugar)
2. Aquaphor - dry skin, chapped lips, on the eyes, cuts - buy the big tub. Worth every $.
3. Rescue Remedy - Every mom should have a bottle in her purse. For days when you wish it was another type of bottle.
4. Pinterest - If I want to pretend I'm creative and a good cook.
5. Mary Kay anti-aging moisturizer- moisturizer is key, everyday. Seriously.
6. Essie - any color. :) Love them all. Currently wearing Mint Candy Apple on the toes.
7. Piloxing - like 90's Tae Bo except combined with pilates and empowering.
8. Starbucks - I had a McDonald's coffee the other day. They say it's the same. They lie.
9. M.A.C. nude lipstick. Let's face it - M.A.C. anything.
10. Otterbox for iPhone. I drop my phone a lot. My iphone still looks new. :)
11. Squeezable Applesauce (GoGo Squeez) - best invention for kids. Especially ones who only eat applesauce not at the table.
12. Beco Butterfly 2 - best. baby. item. ever. Gift it to someone! You can carry your kid until they are 70 lbs! ;)
13. Williams-Sonoma Peppermint Bark. I've tried to recreate it. It worked, but still not as good.
14. Netflix - on the wii, tv, ipad, iphone, ipod
15. Holiday movies - Christmas Vacation is my FAV! Halloween is never too early!
16. Hobby Lobby - always a sale, love their decor, I can always find something I love
17. Turkey bacon - healthier, less greasy, leaves you feeling better than the real stuff.
18. Lemon oil or any oil by Aura Cacia - I love LEMONS! Burn it, put it in the bath, rub some on your wrist, add it to your homemade scrub
19. Keyring App - never carry those grocery store reward cards again! :)
20. Saturday Night Live - Laughing reduces stress. Stress is the silent killer. Watch SNL.
21. My crock pot - check out Stephanie O'Dea's "Year of Slow Cooking"
22. Black forest cherry caramel apples - trust me. you want one. (no pic. pretty sure I'll have to recreate this myself)
23. Victoria Secret - No secret here. Wear what makes you feel beautiful and girly! Splurge the extra $$ on it - you're worth it!
24. AdvoCare Spark - wanna buy some? I sell it. :) One in the AM, one in the PM - this is how I survive work, kids, etc.
25. Blankets - Since I was little I always loved them. My favorite was given to me by a student in 2007. The tag has worn down so no idea where it came from. It soft and warm on one side and slick and cool on the other. *snuggle*
26. TOMS - Yes, the shoes you buy and someone else gets a pair. It's true. And they are SO comfy. I want to wear them everyday!
27. Pomegranates - red, juicy, sweet, messy. What's not to love?!
28. Sally's Beauty Supply Bobby Pins - THEY REALLY HOLD! :)
29. Chocolate Covered Cherries from Sprouts - always a weekly treat to myself
30. Criminal Minds - CBS, Wed - I know it's not light hearted but I love mysteries and the characters!
31. Cranberry Orange Scones - a weekly treat over donuts in our house! Kids LOVE 'em! (adults do too!) Easy "fake out" for people who think you slaved in the kitchen. ;)
32. Elf on the Shelf - by far my favorite family holiday tradition. Elf mischief is FUN! :) If you have kids, you NEED ONE!
33. Elderberry Spray - I start it in September! The spray is much more acceptable by the kids, too!
34. FRXtion Sugar Exfoliator and Lip Balm - not all balms are created equal. I've very picky about mine. This is a sugar scrub and lip balm in one! The case has a tiny mirror, too! Always almost sold out when I go in for it.
35. This quote: "We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the ONLY path. ~Paulo Coelho
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Difficulties
The more difficulties one has to encounter, within and without, the more significant and the higher in inspiration his life will be. – Horace Bushnell
To each person that I, personally, know is hurting at this very moment - you are an inspiration to me.
At some point in the past few weeks, you've made me smile a genuine smile and I've been consciously grateful for you and the moments we shared.
To each person that I, personally, know is hurting at this very moment - you are an inspiration to me.
At some point in the past few weeks, you've made me smile a genuine smile and I've been consciously grateful for you and the moments we shared.
Your strength is evident.
The struggle you are lying down in today is the strength that will get you through to tomorrow.
Love each of you more than you know,
T
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Monday, November 28, 2011
An Open Letter To YOU
I never really thought about blogging an "open letter" but after reading my friend, T's blog for several years I decided I really liked the concept. She's written several "open letters" here.
Her advice before I started was simple - "Be honest. Take responsibility to what you're contributing to the "relationship" and just write because it, simply, cures all."
So, before I begin I want to say that there is nothing that I've written here that has not been said in person at least once before to this particular person.
Dear You (you know who you are),
I've struggled for a very long time with our relationship. There seems to be a misrepresentation between your words and your actions and I've been aware of that for much longer than you know.
When I think of you the following words come to mind: angry, bitter, hurting, judgmental, cold, controlling and facade.
Those are definitely not the words I'd like to come to mind, though. They are quite the opposite. I wish a different group of words would flow, but they don't. Long ago I accepted this fact.
I gave up the grandiose idea and expectation of what I thought we were or should be. I began to realize that I was just an easy target. Could it possibly be because I was one of the few to stand up to you? Was it because I wasn't one that could be controlled and manipulated with the passive-agressive behavior? Could it have been that you knew I could see right through you to the true form and not continue to believe the facade you "put on" for everyone else?
For so long you actually had me believing that it was me who wasn't thinking or acting rational. I would wrestle with believing that I had the problem, as you so often told me and that I was really instigating all of the conflict. And more often than not, I actually believed your apology just thinking that you weren't aware of your actions.
You seem to have such a different perception of my reality. My reality of our time together is dark, ugly, and sad. To deny that would be to deny me. My process is not your process.
So how have I contributed to this relationship? Well, after many years of reflection, soul searching, and accepting the past I acknowledge that for a certain time I, too, was angry, bitter, hurting, judgmental and cold. For two people to possess those qualities at the same time was a pool of disaster on a daily basis.
Night after night for so long, I would lie in bed and cry out and wonder what I could do to change it all. I searched and prayed for the answers. I looked to you for answers only to be thrown blame in my face. I looked to you for some sort of guidance or map so I could navigate to a better part of our relationship but only ran into judgement and disapproval. Time and time again, I only came up empty.
As the distance between us grew, I began to see that I could be a completely different person when you weren't around. I could be happy, grateful, hopeful, loving, and unselfish. I learned something that many already knew - "You become what you are surrounded by." I realized that many of my best relationships of the past were ruined by MY SELFISHNESS, MY ANGER, and MY HURT. Everyday I live with remorse and regret to certain people from my past and hope they know that today, I'm a better version of myself.
I saw myself learn, grow, accept, mature, love, and see outside of myself for the very first time in my life. It was the most exhilarating experience. I couldn't get enough and slowly the tiny dreamer from long ago became the big dreamer of today. I learned one of the keys to happiness - things are not all about you.
I've replayed moments spent together over and over in my mind and wondered how I could win your true, loving approval. But as I sit here today reflecting over our last interaction, I realize it's not me you're unhappy with, it's you. You cannot be happy with anyone unless you're first happy with yourself.
I can say that without a doubt I know that I've at least tried daily for many years to change myself for the better in hopes of making all relationships in my life better, including ours. Despite anything we ever went through, despite the hurts, despite the conflicts, there IS a way to leave behind the bitterness and anger. You have to choose to do that every second at first, and then every minute and then every hour, and then every day. It doesn't come easy - nothing worth having IS. But it's a choice nonetheless.
Next week I turn 35 and I can finally say with confidence that I forgive you and accept that we are what we are together or apart. Honestly, the best thing is love from a far.
I still hope that one day if only just for one day you can experience true happiness with yourself. That's a gift that no one can give you, but YOU.
Always grateful,
Her advice before I started was simple - "Be honest. Take responsibility to what you're contributing to the "relationship" and just write because it, simply, cures all."
So, before I begin I want to say that there is nothing that I've written here that has not been said in person at least once before to this particular person.
Dear You (you know who you are),
I've struggled for a very long time with our relationship. There seems to be a misrepresentation between your words and your actions and I've been aware of that for much longer than you know.
When I think of you the following words come to mind: angry, bitter, hurting, judgmental, cold, controlling and facade.
Those are definitely not the words I'd like to come to mind, though. They are quite the opposite. I wish a different group of words would flow, but they don't. Long ago I accepted this fact.
I gave up the grandiose idea and expectation of what I thought we were or should be. I began to realize that I was just an easy target. Could it possibly be because I was one of the few to stand up to you? Was it because I wasn't one that could be controlled and manipulated with the passive-agressive behavior? Could it have been that you knew I could see right through you to the true form and not continue to believe the facade you "put on" for everyone else?
For so long you actually had me believing that it was me who wasn't thinking or acting rational. I would wrestle with believing that I had the problem, as you so often told me and that I was really instigating all of the conflict. And more often than not, I actually believed your apology just thinking that you weren't aware of your actions.
You seem to have such a different perception of my reality. My reality of our time together is dark, ugly, and sad. To deny that would be to deny me. My process is not your process.
So how have I contributed to this relationship? Well, after many years of reflection, soul searching, and accepting the past I acknowledge that for a certain time I, too, was angry, bitter, hurting, judgmental and cold. For two people to possess those qualities at the same time was a pool of disaster on a daily basis.
Night after night for so long, I would lie in bed and cry out and wonder what I could do to change it all. I searched and prayed for the answers. I looked to you for answers only to be thrown blame in my face. I looked to you for some sort of guidance or map so I could navigate to a better part of our relationship but only ran into judgement and disapproval. Time and time again, I only came up empty.
As the distance between us grew, I began to see that I could be a completely different person when you weren't around. I could be happy, grateful, hopeful, loving, and unselfish. I learned something that many already knew - "You become what you are surrounded by." I realized that many of my best relationships of the past were ruined by MY SELFISHNESS, MY ANGER, and MY HURT. Everyday I live with remorse and regret to certain people from my past and hope they know that today, I'm a better version of myself.
I saw myself learn, grow, accept, mature, love, and see outside of myself for the very first time in my life. It was the most exhilarating experience. I couldn't get enough and slowly the tiny dreamer from long ago became the big dreamer of today. I learned one of the keys to happiness - things are not all about you.
I've replayed moments spent together over and over in my mind and wondered how I could win your true, loving approval. But as I sit here today reflecting over our last interaction, I realize it's not me you're unhappy with, it's you. You cannot be happy with anyone unless you're first happy with yourself.
I can say that without a doubt I know that I've at least tried daily for many years to change myself for the better in hopes of making all relationships in my life better, including ours. Despite anything we ever went through, despite the hurts, despite the conflicts, there IS a way to leave behind the bitterness and anger. You have to choose to do that every second at first, and then every minute and then every hour, and then every day. It doesn't come easy - nothing worth having IS. But it's a choice nonetheless.
Next week I turn 35 and I can finally say with confidence that I forgive you and accept that we are what we are together or apart. Honestly, the best thing is love from a far.
I still hope that one day if only just for one day you can experience true happiness with yourself. That's a gift that no one can give you, but YOU.
Always grateful,
Labels:
acceptance,
happiness,
open letter
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
A Journey of Thanks
For the past several years, many know I've started one of the #40daysofthankfulness movements on Facebook. There are many people who take part in something similar. It so refreshing to go on and see twitter or Facebook feeds show such positive words as opposed to the typical and sometimes constant complaining, especially during a time when we all should be thankful.
My #40Days was born during a low point in my life. I was basically feeling like this: "If you spend less time bitching about your life, you'd possibly enjoy it more."
I was in the middle of a divorce, trying to pull myself up emotionally and going on Facebook hoping to connect with family and friends became a pile of negativity I could not deal with anymore. So, rather than deleting anyone and everyone, I decided to throw out A LOT of GRATITUDE.
This year the Facebook event I created (40 Days of Thankfulness Challenge) now has over 2,000 people joining in and throwing out gratitude into the world. If you're reading, not part of this movement and would like to join, go here. We typically start the first week of October and end right before Thanksgiving, but there are no rules (except to be thankful and not negate your thanks in the same sentence). You can start whenever.
Last year, a friend challenged me to an entire year of gratitude. At first I thought there was no way I could pull a daily "thanks" out every single day. But then I realized - I could do it. Then I was determined I would do it.
Today I'm on Gratitude Day 373. :) I made the 365 days, let it collide with my 40 Days of Thankfulness Challenge and am going on to 1,000 gratitudes.
Something I've found on my journey of thanks is that many people misinterpret my attitude of gratitude into many different things:
My #40Days was born during a low point in my life. I was basically feeling like this: "If you spend less time bitching about your life, you'd possibly enjoy it more."
I was in the middle of a divorce, trying to pull myself up emotionally and going on Facebook hoping to connect with family and friends became a pile of negativity I could not deal with anymore. So, rather than deleting anyone and everyone, I decided to throw out A LOT of GRATITUDE.
This year the Facebook event I created (40 Days of Thankfulness Challenge) now has over 2,000 people joining in and throwing out gratitude into the world. If you're reading, not part of this movement and would like to join, go here. We typically start the first week of October and end right before Thanksgiving, but there are no rules (except to be thankful and not negate your thanks in the same sentence). You can start whenever.
Last year, a friend challenged me to an entire year of gratitude. At first I thought there was no way I could pull a daily "thanks" out every single day. But then I realized - I could do it. Then I was determined I would do it.
Today I'm on Gratitude Day 373. :) I made the 365 days, let it collide with my 40 Days of Thankfulness Challenge and am going on to 1,000 gratitudes.
Something I've found on my journey of thanks is that many people misinterpret my attitude of gratitude into many different things:
- Her life is perfect.
- She never has a bad day.
- How can she always be so cheery?
- She thinks she better than all of us who are struggling.
Um. No. Maybe you don't know my story. If not, wait for the book. I can promise you my life has never been perfect - ever. I do have bad days. There are emotions I'm still dealing with 24 years after the devastation of losing a brother. How can I be cheery? Because I know the other side of the coin - death, divorce, addiction, bitterness. Better than you? No. Never. I acknowledge that we ALL struggle, all have a story, all are dealing with pain, and are all trying to find that place of peace daily.
This wonderful status from my friend and "gratitude ambassador," T, pretty much sums up my feeling about those misinterpretations: Many people assume a positive attitude means lack of struggle or hardship, when in fact, a positive attitude is what pulls us through the difficult times. That person smiling at you has just as much of a battle as you do, they just choose to look at it differently.
Will you choose gratitude when things are not going your way and you seem to be at the bottom of that valley?
Will you acknowledge all that you have instead of all that you don't?
Will you choose to look at it all differently, no matter what is going on in your life?
I hope so.
Labels:
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Sunday, August 21, 2011
Imprinted Words
As I ran my morning run, on the eve of the 1st day of school, I also ran through all of the things I want my girls to know as they begin a new endeavor with new teachers, new lessons, and new life challenges.
When they started preschool, I reminded them to share and eat their lunch.
When they started kindergarten, I encouraged them to make new friends, listen to their teacher, and encouraged them to take pride in their art work and school work.
Now, I have a 5th grader and a 1st grader.
As the 5th grader begins encountering all of the new realizations about others' actions, words, home life, and the differences to her own life compared to theirs, I find it harder and harder to find the right words to send her off.
I think it's extremely important for us to leave kids with something empowering and positive.
Here are some of the things I tell my girls as they leave me for the day:
" Make someone's day. Make people feel awesome instead of awful."
"Remember, you are a victor, not a victim!"
"Attitude of Gratitude! Be ready to tell me your gratitude after school!"
Here are some things that some of my friends say and do before dropping kids off:
"Who's better than you?" "NOBODY!'
Prayers with kids before leaving for school.
"Make good choices!"
"Get your mind off of yourself and bless others!"
"Do everything without complaining or arguing."
When they started preschool, I reminded them to share and eat their lunch.
When they started kindergarten, I encouraged them to make new friends, listen to their teacher, and encouraged them to take pride in their art work and school work.
Now, I have a 5th grader and a 1st grader.
As the 5th grader begins encountering all of the new realizations about others' actions, words, home life, and the differences to her own life compared to theirs, I find it harder and harder to find the right words to send her off.
I think it's extremely important for us to leave kids with something empowering and positive.
Here are some of the things I tell my girls as they leave me for the day:
" Make someone's day. Make people feel awesome instead of awful."
"Remember, you are a victor, not a victim!"
"Attitude of Gratitude! Be ready to tell me your gratitude after school!"
Here are some things that some of my friends say and do before dropping kids off:
"Who's better than you?" "NOBODY!'
Prayers with kids before leaving for school.
"Make good choices!"
"Get your mind off of yourself and bless others!"
"Do everything without complaining or arguing."
What do you want those last words to your children be each day?
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
#dreamsDOcometrue
Often you will find that I'm the optimist. I always try to see the glass as "half full," I will look for the gratitude until I see it clearly, I will look for the good in people no matter where they come from, what they do, or how they look.
I have 3 dream boards that I've consciously made since 2001 entailing my dreams, goals, hopes for the future.
That being said, I use to wonder where that attitude came from. After all, life wasn't always easy, pleasant, or "full." (another reminder to work on my book starting June 28th)
A few weeks ago, I had to be home unexpectedly, so I decided to clean out the boxes in the garage. Most of it was college and teacher stuff with a few childhood items and photos thrown in there with a suprise dream collage I'd made while in college. I was impressed with myself. Already self teaching way back then.... ha.
Then I saw it. Pink with a rusted lock on it. It read simply "Diary." As I looked closer I realized there were ballerina bunnies on it. Hmph!
I didn't take the "young girl version of me" to have something pink, much less with BUNNIES!
As I slightly opened the cover, I realized the glue of the spine was loose and I could gently pull the entire 200 pages out.
I immediately smirked and began reading. Every boy crush I had from 1987 - 1991. Reading through those pre-teen and teen emotions brought immediate flashbacks of that time period.
This little gem is PRICELESS: "When I have kids I'll definitely know what they're going through."
This one was a memory I'd often shared, but the amount of details I provided about the whole experience really floored me: "Hey! You will never in a million years guess who I met yesterday night. Give up? I met the group Bad English."
Honestly, this one impressed the hubby because little did "younger me" know but I not only met John Waite, but also former Journey band members, Jonathan Cain & Neal Schon. ?!@?!@# Duh. Amazing.
I remember taking a picture with them where they held me in their arms, but my reading reminded me that we also got to tour their bus and meet their bus driver. Though, the film never processed right so I only have my memory of the moment to go on.
(Yet another awesome moment to add on my "dream board.")
The interesting thing about this is that I never really hoped or dreamed of meeting them. But I can recall sitting at home day after hot summer day listening to my pink (ugh. Yep, pink) radio cassette player and holding down the pause button until "When I See You Smile" began playing. I only had 10 versions of that song on one side of a cassette tape. (If you don't know about cassette tape recorders, you should close this blog now. You are not worthy! :) I kid...)
So......that brings me to the next few photos I took of that little pink book.
Circa 1989-1990
My first official NKOTB entry was January 3, 1990. Is it ironic that is my husband's birthdate? I think not. He's not only amazing because he's my soulmate, but also because he's put up with my NKOTB love for a while. :) (4 concerts later)
Then I read on: "I asked mom and dad about going to a NKOTB concert and they said "...maybe next time they were close they would take me. I cannot wait until 'next time.' "
I go on for a good year about my #NKOTB #LOVE and see that "next time" never happened. However, this last photograph sort of took me back and humbled me.
In 10 days my belief will be a reality. ^^That girl up there - she didn't anticipate that NKOTB would go away. Nor did she anticipate that NKOTB would ever return years later to bigger and better audiences, bigger and better venues. And she sure as heck didn't anticipate that she'd have a chance to meet them up close and personal. But she really believed in certain things and knew her dreams could come true.
Is this entire blog about NKOTB and my #LOVE for them? Yes and No. It is about that teen boy band love, but it's about MORE than that.
My past self is teaching my present self that DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE.
"Next time" IS a reality if you envision it happening enough and truly know that what you dream you can become. What you dream of doing, you can. What you dream you are, you can be. It can be something as small as writing a blog, finding your talent or as big as writing a book and becoming famous for helping the world be a better place.
It's all there for you to experience.
KNOW that it's all there.
Be grateful that it's all there.
#dreamsDOcometrue
#LOVE
#GRATITUDE
I have 3 dream boards that I've consciously made since 2001 entailing my dreams, goals, hopes for the future.
That being said, I use to wonder where that attitude came from. After all, life wasn't always easy, pleasant, or "full." (another reminder to work on my book starting June 28th)
A few weeks ago, I had to be home unexpectedly, so I decided to clean out the boxes in the garage. Most of it was college and teacher stuff with a few childhood items and photos thrown in there with a suprise dream collage I'd made while in college. I was impressed with myself. Already self teaching way back then.... ha.
Then I saw it. Pink with a rusted lock on it. It read simply "Diary." As I looked closer I realized there were ballerina bunnies on it. Hmph!
I didn't take the "young girl version of me" to have something pink, much less with BUNNIES!
As I slightly opened the cover, I realized the glue of the spine was loose and I could gently pull the entire 200 pages out.
I immediately smirked and began reading. Every boy crush I had from 1987 - 1991. Reading through those pre-teen and teen emotions brought immediate flashbacks of that time period.
This little gem is PRICELESS: "When I have kids I'll definitely know what they're going through."
This one was a memory I'd often shared, but the amount of details I provided about the whole experience really floored me: "Hey! You will never in a million years guess who I met yesterday night. Give up? I met the group Bad English."
Honestly, this one impressed the hubby because little did "younger me" know but I not only met John Waite, but also former Journey band members, Jonathan Cain & Neal Schon. ?!@?!@# Duh. Amazing.
I remember taking a picture with them where they held me in their arms, but my reading reminded me that we also got to tour their bus and meet their bus driver. Though, the film never processed right so I only have my memory of the moment to go on.
(Yet another awesome moment to add on my "dream board.")
The interesting thing about this is that I never really hoped or dreamed of meeting them. But I can recall sitting at home day after hot summer day listening to my pink (ugh. Yep, pink) radio cassette player and holding down the pause button until "When I See You Smile" began playing. I only had 10 versions of that song on one side of a cassette tape. (If you don't know about cassette tape recorders, you should close this blog now. You are not worthy! :) I kid...)
So......that brings me to the next few photos I took of that little pink book.
Circa 1989-1990
My first official NKOTB entry was January 3, 1990. Is it ironic that is my husband's birthdate? I think not. He's not only amazing because he's my soulmate, but also because he's put up with my NKOTB love for a while. :) (4 concerts later)
Then I read on: "I asked mom and dad about going to a NKOTB concert and they said "...maybe next time they were close they would take me. I cannot wait until 'next time.' "
I go on for a good year about my #NKOTB #LOVE and see that "next time" never happened. However, this last photograph sort of took me back and humbled me.
In 10 days my belief will be a reality. ^^That girl up there - she didn't anticipate that NKOTB would go away. Nor did she anticipate that NKOTB would ever return years later to bigger and better audiences, bigger and better venues. And she sure as heck didn't anticipate that she'd have a chance to meet them up close and personal. But she really believed in certain things and knew her dreams could come true.
Is this entire blog about NKOTB and my #LOVE for them? Yes and No. It is about that teen boy band love, but it's about MORE than that.
My past self is teaching my present self that DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE.
"Next time" IS a reality if you envision it happening enough and truly know that what you dream you can become. What you dream of doing, you can. What you dream you are, you can be. It can be something as small as writing a blog, finding your talent or as big as writing a book and becoming famous for helping the world be a better place.
It's all there for you to experience.
KNOW that it's all there.
Be grateful that it's all there.
#dreamsDOcometrue
#LOVE
#GRATITUDE
Monday, May 16, 2011
The 5 Things I've Learned:Thank you, Oprah!
In honor of Oprah's last week of shows, I decided to compile a list the 5 things that I learned from Oprah.
I admit that in the last few years, I've not been the avid viewer that I once was while a young mother and teacher. Though, I can remember seeing her on TV as far back as third grade.
I never really took the time to sit and listen to her show until I was an eighteen year old college student sitting in my dorm alone while reflecting back on my childhood and dreaming of my future.
I listened intently when she had Dr. Phil on discussing relationships and saying "What are YOU getting out of that behavior? If you weren't getting something out of it, you wouldn't keep doing it." (you know, in that Texas-dr-phil voice every comedian loves to hate on)
I read the books of Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison, and Jacquelyn Mitchard. I had never felt more empowered, more knowledgeable and more sad while reading the words of each of these wonderful authors.
Maya Angelou taught me to hold my head up high no matter what my past said, Toni Morrison taught me how to light up when I see my children, and Jacquelyn Mitchard took me back to a dark place of loss that I had been pushing aside for a long time.
I listened to the real heart-breaking and inspiring stories of Mattie and Jeni Stepanek (who I know follow on twitter) & Joanne Compton.
I identified with so many of the stories told by real people and began a transformation of my own as I watched, listened and made time everyday at 4 pm to watch Oprah. (This was before Tivo, mind you.)
Oprah was there when I got married, had two babies, got divorced, remarried, and had another baby. Though it all looks so simple in writing, it was not and I remembered much of what I'd learned from the people on her show to get me through.
She was there to remind me to take time for me, to face those things about myself that needed changing, to show me how to celebrate life and how to come out on the other side of the pain.
She was there as I learned what a "dream board" was and how powerful it can be: I really did meet Harry Connick, Jr, became the subject of a book, was honored by an extraordinary "Freedom Writer," and began intently working on finishing my book. (all of which I posted on my board BEFORE it happened.)
And though, I never made it to her show, I still became the best version of me that I'd ever been despite any of those obstacles or mistakes.
The 5 things I've learned: Thank you, Oprah!
1. All pain is the same. Sometimes our ego gets in the way and makes us believe that our pain is worse than the person next to us. It's not. Pain is pain no matter how it comes about.
2. When you know better, you do better. If we do not know any different, then we continually do the same thing over and over. Knowing is half the battle.
3. No matter what you've endured in the past, you have the ability to change your future. We all can point to a time of tragedy or misfortune, but it's our choice to sit in it forever or get up, acknowledge it and move on.
4. You teach people who you are and how to treat you. You do whether you are conscious of it or not. If you allow them to walk over you, if you avoid setting up boundaries b/c of being afraid to "hurt feelings," or if you continue living like you do not deserve the best, the cycles will continue. Best to be conscious and avoid a world of heartache down the road.
5. Gratitude in the moment of despair will change your life forever. If you didn't already know about my 40 days of Thankfulness or my 365 days of Gratitude challenge, please visit the links and think about challenging yourself. If I had my book finished, you'd be able to read about just how non-perfect life has been and also see that no matter what, I've always had a heart of gratitude for what I do have. This habit has helped me in good and bad times to remember what's most important and pass it on to those around me.
When one person can make an impact as big as she has on our world, pass on so much of her life, her fortune, and her wisdom to others - this is living your life to the fullest.
And a HUGE shoutout to my FABULOUS friend, Christina, who'll be attending a taping THIS WEEK! :)
I admit that in the last few years, I've not been the avid viewer that I once was while a young mother and teacher. Though, I can remember seeing her on TV as far back as third grade.
I never really took the time to sit and listen to her show until I was an eighteen year old college student sitting in my dorm alone while reflecting back on my childhood and dreaming of my future.
I listened intently when she had Dr. Phil on discussing relationships and saying "What are YOU getting out of that behavior? If you weren't getting something out of it, you wouldn't keep doing it." (you know, in that Texas-dr-phil voice every comedian loves to hate on)
I read the books of Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison, and Jacquelyn Mitchard. I had never felt more empowered, more knowledgeable and more sad while reading the words of each of these wonderful authors.
Maya Angelou taught me to hold my head up high no matter what my past said, Toni Morrison taught me how to light up when I see my children, and Jacquelyn Mitchard took me back to a dark place of loss that I had been pushing aside for a long time.
I listened to the real heart-breaking and inspiring stories of Mattie and Jeni Stepanek (who I know follow on twitter) & Joanne Compton.
I identified with so many of the stories told by real people and began a transformation of my own as I watched, listened and made time everyday at 4 pm to watch Oprah. (This was before Tivo, mind you.)
Oprah was there when I got married, had two babies, got divorced, remarried, and had another baby. Though it all looks so simple in writing, it was not and I remembered much of what I'd learned from the people on her show to get me through.
She was there to remind me to take time for me, to face those things about myself that needed changing, to show me how to celebrate life and how to come out on the other side of the pain.
She was there as I learned what a "dream board" was and how powerful it can be: I really did meet Harry Connick, Jr, became the subject of a book, was honored by an extraordinary "Freedom Writer," and began intently working on finishing my book. (all of which I posted on my board BEFORE it happened.)
And though, I never made it to her show, I still became the best version of me that I'd ever been despite any of those obstacles or mistakes.
The 5 things I've learned: Thank you, Oprah!
1. All pain is the same. Sometimes our ego gets in the way and makes us believe that our pain is worse than the person next to us. It's not. Pain is pain no matter how it comes about.
2. When you know better, you do better. If we do not know any different, then we continually do the same thing over and over. Knowing is half the battle.
3. No matter what you've endured in the past, you have the ability to change your future. We all can point to a time of tragedy or misfortune, but it's our choice to sit in it forever or get up, acknowledge it and move on.
4. You teach people who you are and how to treat you. You do whether you are conscious of it or not. If you allow them to walk over you, if you avoid setting up boundaries b/c of being afraid to "hurt feelings," or if you continue living like you do not deserve the best, the cycles will continue. Best to be conscious and avoid a world of heartache down the road.
5. Gratitude in the moment of despair will change your life forever. If you didn't already know about my 40 days of Thankfulness or my 365 days of Gratitude challenge, please visit the links and think about challenging yourself. If I had my book finished, you'd be able to read about just how non-perfect life has been and also see that no matter what, I've always had a heart of gratitude for what I do have. This habit has helped me in good and bad times to remember what's most important and pass it on to those around me.
When one person can make an impact as big as she has on our world, pass on so much of her life, her fortune, and her wisdom to others - this is living your life to the fullest.
And a HUGE shoutout to my FABULOUS friend, Christina, who'll be attending a taping THIS WEEK! :)
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