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Out of Step With the Crowd

Yes, you march to the beat of a different drum…

And I’m right behind you!

Have you ever felt out of step with the crowd?  Recently I was chatting with a friend about cliques and how even some of the 40+ somethings we know can be cliquey.  Now I’m not a cliquey person and truth be told, I never really was.  My childhood didn’t allow for a lot of free time to spend with friends so I never had the opportunity to be a true part of the pack.  Not that I’m complaining as I think I’m a happier person because of it.  But back then, I did want to be a part of the group.

Now, I’m still not a part of the ‘in’ group which doesn’t bother me in the least.  I am friendly with everyone and therefore I can float as I wish, not worrying about the cliquey part of being in a certain group.  The competitiveness which breeds in this area doesn’t concern me because I don’t follow the pack rules.  Let’s just say, I’m my own pup!

It makes me happy to be this way ~ and I find it refreshing to find others who feel the same way.  Because many of our experiences mold us to be the people we are today, it’s important to embrace our differences and enjoy who we are!  By reveling in our true selves, we allow connections to others because we are comfortable in reaching out.  Does that make sense?

Having an illness or surviving abuse or enduring trauma changes us ~ it’s up to you how you allow it to change your life.  For me, although it sounds strange, my cancer diagnosis changed my life for the better.  It’s allowed me and my family to realize truly how precious life is and how vital enjoying the NOW is since we’ve learned that our only guarantee is this moment in time.  I didn’t realize the magnificence of life before ~ and now I won’t let that moment go!

What about you?  Are you reveling in the Uniqueness that is you?  Do you follow the pack or are you your own pup?  Have you endured sadness only to be able to help another along the way?  I think that adversity brings out the best in us ~ it allows us to dig deeper into our spiritual selves in order to deepen our connection to others.

Which brings me to today’s prompt which I read after I wrote this post ~ and to answer it ~ I began blogging, my FB page The Presents of Presence, my twitter account and pinterest because I enjoy learning new things ~ I enjoy sharing the quotes, the optimism and the inspiration that I find in the everyday ~ so I am not sure I ‘get’ social media, but I didn’t join because my family and friends did it.

Be a Beacon of Hope today to others!

Today I celebrate the UNIQUENESS that is YOU!

Shine On!

Don’t forget to say Rabbit Rabbit!

xo

Daily Prompt: The Social Network

Do you feel like you “get” social media, or do you just use it because that’s where all your friends and family are?

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Where Words Fail, Music Speaks

Where words fail, music speaks. -Hans Christian Anderson

Sometimes a song can heal just as well as words.  Music soothes the soul I’ve heard and I’ve been blessed to experience this for myself.  Is it only me who feels that pull towards certain songs which no matter where I am, can bring me back to a favorite moment in time, no matter how far in the past?  I try to only concentrate on the good memories, but there are sad ones as well which still haunt me musically.

My special friend NAngel’s Mom passed away when we were young.  At a school concert, she sang, “I Can See Clearly Now” by Johnny Nash.  To this day, I can hear her voice clearly singing this song and I remember the wedge of heartbreak that I felt at that time.  You see, her Mom was like a Mom to me as well.  In fact, we were pretty inseparable at that time.  More than 30 years later and I can still feel the sadness and the healing that accompanied her song.  I remember the healing tears that ran down my cheeks and I can remember seeing the audience who knew who she was, healing along with her.

Do you find that you can turn to music to heal you?  To lift your spirits when you are sad?  To soothe the hurt when you need a hug?  To hold your hand and embrace you when you simply need a friend?  To vent your frustrations when you need to let off some steam?  To growl like a lion when you are in pain in order to let it out?

I write a lot about music in my blog!  Just search music and you’ll find these and more!

https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2013/01/26/music-music-music/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/06/27/gratitude-29-gracias-gracias-gracias/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/10/23/spirits-and-music/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/08/20/sunshine-2/

Let’s share a few of our favorites! 

Do you have a go to sunshine song?

How about a healing song?

What song soothes your soul?

Sing Loudly and Shine On!

xo

Does 1973 ring a bell with you?

Mourning I’m Broken

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The news wasn’t good yesterday at the Vet.  My girl’s been diagnosed with lymphoma, with a fast growing tumor which has wrapped itself around her intestines.  At 2 months shy of her 17th birthday, and according to the vet, 4 years past average life expectancy, with losing 3 lbs already since December, the news is just not good.  But being me, I bend my head in gratitude for all of the blessings both big and small and the coincidences which albeit tiny matter magnificently  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2013/03/18/lion-roars-a-confession/  for when I called the vet yesterday, I was able to get my favorite vet who has known Chessie for 17 years.  I wept unabashedly in the examination room as the doctor gave me the news.  She spent almost an hour with me, going over options, scenarios and examining Chessie quite thoroughly.

I think what I love most about our vet is her compassion and the way in which she treats our pets.  She tenderly spoke to Chessie, lifting her a gentleness for which I was grateful.  She even talks to her as if they are speaking ~ she’s always done it ~ and yesterday I ventured to ask if she had the gift of hearing Chessie speak, but she skirted the issue.  Perhaps she didn’t want to tell that she could understand her because quite frankly, I’ve always thought there was something extraordinary about our vet.  She just seems to know about our pets.

When she delivered the news, she unceremoniously held Chessie’s ears as if she didn’t want her to hear what we were talking about so that it wouldn’t color the patient’s outlook on life.  It was done unconsciously I think ~ and as she explained her diagnosis, the possibility of treatment which would include chemo etc. and how she personally felt about the whole thing, she continued to pet Chessie and keep her happy.  I sat across from her, afraid to get up for fear I would faint away.  So instead, I wept in my chair, dabbing my face with tissues as I tried to imagine how I would tell the boys and my husband what she was saying.

I spent most of yesterday crying for both of us.  In fact, tears come unbidden when I am not attentive to my thoughts or when I let them stray.  So in the meantime, Chessie and I continue to bond with her staying by my side as I write this morning.  We have yet to tell our sons, but because Chessie is not in pain (which matters magnificently), we have some time.  I think we’ll have the talk tonight with them and plan for Friday so that we can all still have some time to spend with her.  For we are blessed to have had her for almost 17 years, she has given to us more than we have given to her as a stray.  She has filled our hearts and our days with laughter at her antics, to healing with her purring, to love with her affection.  She has been a part of our family for almost as long as we have been married.

It’s going to be a difficult time for all of us ~ especially for my hubby and me because she’s our first ~ and because she’s been like our little guardian angel ~ ok, she’s been my ever present guardian angel.  And I know, she’ll still be with me when she crosses over because our bond is so strong, but it just won’t be the same.  I look for her everyday and every night and all the time in between.

I don’t want her to suffer as she is weakening quickly.  I want to hold her as she passes so that I can be with her just like she’s been with me for so many years.  I’ve told you how she never left my side throughout my breast cancer journey.  Even through last year’s 4 surgeries, she stayed by my side, always purring me into healing in fact, she’s been there for me for all 14 surgeries.

Right now, she’s snuggled on a blanket next to me, eyes 1/2 open, breathing rhythmically, just resting.  Every few minutes, I reach over to snuggle with her, burying my tear-stained face in her fur.  I know she knows ~ and as always, she’s being strong for me ~ I am just so grateful for her being ~ God Bless my little kitty.

One of my Dad’s favorite songs was Morning Has Broken, so please enjoy ~ and don’t forget to Shine On! xo

Instead it is I, who bends her lioness head in gratitude for all of the blessings both big and small and the coincidences which albeit tiny, matter magnificently.

Our Sweet Menagerie

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Behold ~ let me introduce you to my purrfect daughters who complete the sweet menagerie in our home!  Chessie, is our Maine Coon/Tabby mix who will turn 17 in May.  She was a stray whom we adopted as our first ‘child’ and then there’s Tiffany aka Tiffy, who is our other girl, an American Bobtail who at now 5 years old, has kept our Chessie on her toes for the last 5 years!  Tiffy’s buddy is Jack the goldfish who has outlived his brothers, Manny and Moe by at least a year!  Jack continues to enjoy Tiffy’s affections although we’ve had to put a top on his bowl since Tiffy enjoyed eating his fish flakes with him when he was fed!

It’s funny that this Daily Prompt came today ~ although I’m truly not that surprised since I just made the call to our sweet vet for Chessie.  She’s been losing weight for awhile now and last night began making gurgling noises when she was purring.  Her purr has always been a deep rumble, much like my roar from yesterday’s post.  Chessie has a special place in our hearts in our home for she was our first child and alternately has been my hubby’s girl, my girl and our sons’ girl.  She’s lavished much affection over all of us and coined the much used phrase, “fur therapy” which is a staple in our home.  Fur Therapy is when you receive unconditional love, affection and soul-filled connections from one of our cats.  Not that we humans don’t give that deep love and understanding to eachother as well, but there’s something about holding a furry, warm cat to your heart, soul to soul and feeling that instant love.

Our boys have grown up with Chessie and then when Tiffy arrived, she became the resident fur therapist to the kids as she is younger and easier to handle for the boys considering that Chessie was an only child for quite awhile and Tiffy’s only known being picked up, carried around like a sack of potatoes and just goes with the flow!  Chessie was a bit stunned when we brought home our elder son almost 15 years ago ~ his occasional crying pierced her heart and she would watch over him incessantly, wanting us to soothe him as soon as possible.  By the time our 2nd son arrived, she was well-used to sharing our home with more humans who loved to pet her.

Chessie holds a special place in our hearts, but especially in mine.  For you see, it was her constant presence during my illness that I believe helped in healing me (with the help of the medical field as well).  She never left my side and was always next to me, her rhythmic purring rumbling though my body as she healed me with her spirit, her constant love and her healing vibrations.  You may think I sound a bit squirrelly, but it’s how I feel in my heart.  And for that healing love, I am ever so grateful to her.

Quietly, she has anchored herself to our family and to our hearts.  Her unassuming nature, being a constant sweet presence much like a beloved angel hovering in our home, she has been a constant companion.  There has never been a time in the last 17 years that I haven’t walked in the door to call to my girls and to look for them upon entering our home.  She is our talisman of all goodness.  She accompanied us in the middle of the night to check on the boys when they were sick.  When my hubby would travel, she would wait for his return the first night and then the second night, if he wasn’t home, she would sleep upstairs with me on the bed, keeping one ear cocked listening for any strange sounds.  Many a night I would lie awake in bed wondering what the strange noise I heard downstairs was and I would look over to Chessie to see if she had heard it.  If her head was up and she was listening too, we would descend the stairs together to investigate.  Many times, she would precede me, somehow I always believe, protecting me in case there was something there ~ which thankfully, there never has been!

She’s been laying beside me on the couch the last few days, barely leaving my side and I’ve not left hers either.  My heart absolutely breaks every time I think of the possibility and tears storm my cheeks with the mere thought of what today’s vet appointment could bring.  I know for some people who aren’t pet lovers, nor cat lovers either, this may seem a bit much, but I don’t care.  If you’ve ever been blessed to be loved by an animal or have been a beloved pet owner, you will understand how I feel today.

So I’m off to the vet now ~ I’m praying for peace whatever that may bring us.  We’ve heard that the average life of a cat is 13 years old so we’ve been blessed with almost 17 for which I’m truly grateful.  Please say a prayer for Chessie.  Thank you!

Shine On!

xo

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Daily Prompt: Menagerie

Do you have animals in your life? If yes, what do they mean to you? If no, why have you opted not to?

(Bonus points for adorable animal photos, and double bonus if they’re taken with your phone!)

Daffodils for You!

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I took this picture this morning of one of the daffodils on my kitchen table because it made me smile and I thought I’d share it with you today.  The daffs are not blooming in my yard yet as it’s too cold.  They are still just green shoots coming out of the cold hard earth.  But they are there, heralding the beginning of Spring, just waiting for the perfect moment to shine their yellow sunshine on all.

Spring to me is a rebirth ~ just like every dawn which comes my way.  It’s a newness from which the hope of a new day springs for me.  Daffodils remind me that the struggle of winter’s barrenness is over and with it comes the rebirth of creativity and  the newness of Spring which enter the soul.

I took my picture, uploaded it to my free SendOutCards account and made it into a greeting card within 5 minutes!  If you look closely you can see the green dotted outline of what is printed on the card ~ almost all of my images are that way because I make my own greeting cards and/or use the ones from the SOC (SendOutCards) catalog to make make my images for my blog.  Obviously the green dots aren’t on the greeting card, this is just how it shows what the image will look like so that I can make sure that my image is within the green dotted line which is what’s printed on the card!   I’d love to share my daffodil with you ~ if you send me your address, I’ll send you a card!  Wouldn’t you enjoy a surprise in your mailbox amidst the bills and junk mail?  I’d love to send you a smile today!

Hugs to all of you!

Thanks for reading my blog post!

Shine On!

xo

P.S.  Any more March birthdays out there?

Happily Ever After

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Today I invite you to please celebrate with me my 300th post which I had begun writing last night ~ but when the Universe via the Daily Post served up the topic,

“And they lived happily ever after.” Think about this line for a few minutes. Are you living happily ever after? If not, what will it take for you to get there?

I was left with no other choice but to oblige as I can’t think of a more apropos way to celebrate 300 posts!  I started this blog long ago, back in 2010, but I didn’t pursue it.  Then in 2011, I began to blog again with welcome-to-the-presents-of-presence  and what began as a lark, has grown into a happy hobby which I hope will continue to evolve, to grow and to emerge into a book.  I want to thank you all for connecting with me via your amazing posts along the way which have broadened my horizons and your heartfelt comments which have warmed my heart!  I am so very grateful for every person who stops by my blog! xoxo

Now back to the daily prompt! 🙂

Shockingly for as much as I write about being happy here, I don’t believe in happily ever after in the traditional sense!  I know it sounds strange because I write about happiness much of the time.  However, I believe that happiness is a quotient of what you do in your daily life and it is the benefit that you reap daily every moment of every day that makes a happily ever after, but I don’t prescribe to the idea of living happily ever after because you did x once ~ x can be marrying the perfect spouse, winning the lottery, working at your dream job etc.

Does that make sense?  So to me, there’s no special path that I have to take in order to be happy.

I can just BE HAPPY BY CHOICE!

In fact, I am happy now!  And you can be too!

Need a few ways to find a smile?

1. Look up at the sky and admire the beauty that’s there for you to enjoy!

Blue skies, clouds, rainbows, sunshine, raindrops, snowflakes, the moon, the stars ~ all of it!

2.  Admire nature ~ the green of the grass, the foliage in the trees, the beauty in the flowers.

3.  Look in the mirror and smile at yourself!  You are so special!  You are loved.

4.  Hug yourself!  Hug someone else!  Hug your furry pet!

5.  Count your blessings ~ list 5 good things about your day!

Can’t think of 5?  How about 2 ~ then as the day goes along, you can add to the list!

The air we breathe, the water we drink, the food we eat, the fact that you woke up today!

6.  Laugh!

7.  Read a blog that’s uplifting!

8.  Write a heartfelt comment to someone!

9.  Turn up the volume and listen to your favorite dance tunes!

10.  Call a friend and chat!

11.  And here’s my smile ~ my gift to you!

I could go on and on, but what matters most is that you realize that…

HAPPINESS IS A CHOICE YOU MAKE!

YOU HOLD THE POWER of

HAPPILY EVER AFTER!

SHINE ON!

xo

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How I Wake Up Happy!

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First let me ask you…

1. Do you wake up at approximately the same time every day?

2.  How do you wake up in the morning?  Does your inner clock awaken you?  Kids/pets/spouse wake you up?  Alarm clock?

3.  Do you get around 7-8 hours of sleep a night?

4.  Are you a glass 1/2 full or glass 1/2 empty person?

5.  Are you a happy person normally?

In thinking up the above questions, there are so many factors which can wreak havoc on your mornings, so many variables that I am not sure I can solve your every morning dilemma!  However perhaps my experiences may benefit you in case you need a bit of help in the mornings.

As a former night owl (before children), I had such a tough time changing my ways to becoming a morning person, but now that I’m there, I love it!  It definitely took some time getting used to and it was a big learning curve ~ I mean, the whole early bird catches the worm thing boggled my mind before kids.  As you may know from experience, kids definitely change you in more ways than one!

My elder son was an early riser and until he hit puberty, before dawn was his wake up time and thus became mine begrudgingly.  Now, the tables have turned and it is I who is wide eyed and happily chirping away at dawn and it is he who is dragging a bit in the early morn!  But he taught me a great lesson because every morning when he’d awaken so early, he’d be happy to wake up and start the day and it is by his example (and my other son who has continued the tradition) that I am grateful to report that I Wake Up Happy!

Perhaps contributing to my happy awakenings is the fact that I am grateful to wake up every morning to see the day dawn!  I’ve spent the past 11 years with my health in turmoil so to me, to awaken everyday with a loving family and pets surrounding me is a great gift.  My routine is to wake up to the alarm clock (if my inner one hasn’t already awakened me) which is set about 10 minutes before I really need to get up.  I hit the snooze and then think about my day before I even put one foot on the floor!

I imagine a marvelous day ahead and if I know I have things to do, I imagine them going smoothly, I see in my mind’s eye  my travels safe and without traffic, I imagine smooth sailing in all business issues and I plan out my day to have a happy ending.  I smile to myself knowing that this is my secret weapon ~ I smile as much as I can throughout the day!  So I begin my morning with a smile before I even pull back the covers of my bed!

For me, a few precious minutes of solitude (well, with the cats of course) accompanied by a fresh cup of coffee is the key to a beautiful day so it’s how I begin!  I look outside at the sky, the yard and notice the beauty of nature around me.  I pet the cats and feel the tranquility which nestles around me when they purr.  I need those few minutes every morning so that when the rest of the family arises, I am cheery and full of optimism and organized.  You know the whole refrain, if Momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy!  So Momma does her best to be happy!

This morning I will admit, I wasn’t the happiest because I awoke with a migraine which has been plaguing me for a few days.  So I curtailed my imaginings and simply sang this refrain in my head,  as I am known to do when I need a little pick me up in the mornings.  There’s something about this song which just makes me happy.  Do you have a happy song that makes you smile?  If not, you can borrow mine!  Do you know it?  It’s  “Oh What a Beautiful Morning”, the song from Oklahoma!

Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day. 

I have a beautiful feeling, everything’s going my way!

Shine On!

Keep Smiling!

xo

Happier Than God…

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Happier than God: Turn Ordinary Life into an Extraordinary Experience

Have you ever heard the expression, ‘She has more money than God?”  How about, “Happier than God?”  Well, I had heard the first one, but never the second one…have you?  About a week ago, I was in the library looking for a new book to read and I came upon this one on the shelves.  In fact, it practically jumped out at me with the title that caught my eye!  Happier than God?  Really?  So being me, I took it out and began to read.  It’s taken me awhile to read it as it’s chock full of interesting ideas and thoughts.

You may remember that the I previously wrote about this author https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/the-little-soul-and-the-sun/  as his book changed my life in a remarkable way ~ it allowed me to change the way I looked at my relationships with others.  So I was not startled when this book began to open up my mind and heart as well.

I want to share a little from this book which spoke to me in hopes that it may speak to someone else.  On page 218,

“What I’m saying here is that there is always something to celebrate, so long as life is being lived. Seeing your cup as half full rather than half empty is more than a sappy aphorism.  It is the key to enduring happiness.

If you will step out of your story long enough to take an honest look, and to give life a fair chance, you will notice that in almost every instance life is showing up right now with everything you need to be content and at peace.  All you have to do to experience this is to change your requirement of this present moment.”

On page 221 he wrote, “William Shakespeare wrote, “Nothing is evil lest thinking make it so.”  He was telling us that a thing is what you call it.  With this insight he gave us the keys to the kingdom.  Bypass the drama.  Remember that nothing has any meaning save the meaning you give it.  Repeat this quietly in your mind at any moment of stress or upset:  Nothing has any meaning save the meaning I give it.”

For the above alone, I enjoyed the book although there’s an absolute plethora of new material in this book!  For me, I am “Happier than God” that I read it and you may be too if you give it a chance…click on the book below if you want to check it out!

Be Happy and…

Shine On!

xo

Below is a clip of Neale speaking about his book!  Enjoy!

What’s In a Name?

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Hello…my name is MUD!

When I was in grammar school I knew a boy named John who wanted to be called Mud…so we all called him Mud!  I don’t recall the reason why he wanted that nickname, but he did.  It wasn’t a bully nickname, it was one he’d picked for himself.  So when I saw this card in my SendOutCards catalog, I giggled and immediately thought of John.  Funny how something so simple can immediately bring you back to childhood in an instant!

But the real reason for my post today isn’t about mud…it’s about names!

So I ask you, what’s in a name?  When you are introduced to someone and you tell them your name, how do you feel about it?  Because I want to know if you like your name ~ the one your parents gave to you ~ the one that’s on your original birth certificate.   Not the one that perhaps you go by (like Mud) but the legal one.  It’s interesting to me how something so special, so intimate to our whole lives is picked by someone else and we have nothing to do about it.

My Mom tells the story that she and my Dad were walking through a cemetery in Canada and happened upon a gravestone which had the name Yvonne on it.  Since my family has some French ancestry, they decided to name me Yvonne.  It’s a name which I like and I dislike at the same time, but one that I’ve had now for so many years, that I can’t imagine any other name.  For awhile, and actually during one job in my 20’s,  I went by the name Tommie which I thought to be different and cute (and because shockingly there was another Yvonne in the office!)  In fact, I still have my business cards which read Tommie and all of my clients knew me only as Tommie as did the office staff.  The only people who knew my real name was Yvonne was the payroll department and my boss who had asked if I could use a middle name instead.  For me, it was fun to have a different name for awhile and akin to playing dress up as a young girl!  It was fun, exciting and I could change my outer image a bit to match what I thought my inner Tommie was!

I like my name because it’s different but I don’t like it because it’s different and if that doesn’t make any sense to you, don’t worry because it makes no sense to me.  It’s simply how I feel and sometimes feelings don’t need to make sense!  I have thought of changing my name like my good friend Amy who when we were 18, had her legal name changed to Lindsay because she wanted to change it.  In fact, her parents paid for the change and began calling her Lindsay!  More than 20 years later, I call her Lindsay, but sometimes the name Amy slips out simply because most of my childhood memories are with her being named Amy.

So what’s in a name?  Do you like your name? 

Have you changed your name?  Do you have a nickname like Mud? 🙂 

I find it so fascinating so I’d love it if you would please share!

Shine On ~ whatever your name may be!

xo

A little Romeo and Juliet for you ~ Enjoy a bit of the 1936 balcony scene!

Daily Prompt ~ Be Proud of Yourself

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When was the last time someone told you they were proud of you?

As many of you know, 8 months ago my dad passed away.  I am the executor so I’ve had a lot of responsibility on my plate and it’s been hard.  Have you lost a loved one?  Have you ever been an executor or POA?  It’s hard.  It’s a lot of work in addition to simply mourning the loss of your loved one.  In fact, I took on closing Dad’s business as well which has been a huge undertaking and an adventure.  I simply wasn’t prepared for it all ~ but let’s face it, are any of us prepared?

Today I had to work on some paperwork of Dad’s which was really complicated.  I ended up having to make 3 phone calls to 3 separate people to get some paperwork fixed which is still in progress, but while in the midst of the mess, my frustration levels rose and I began crying on the phone with the customer service representatives on the other end.  In all honesty, I just broke down sobbing while on the phone with them.  It was embarrassing to say the least as I thought I was doing so well with the whole thing.  I guess I’m a work in progress.  The lovely point of this story is that 3 strangers comforted me in a way that helped me to move on and they didn’t have to be so nice and I am so grateful.

You know what they did?  They just listened for a moment ~ they said they understood.  They took a moment of their time to virtually hug me by their kindness, their infinite patience and  by their kind words which were,

“It’s ok, I can help you.  You are doing great. 

You should be proud of yourself as you’re doing a good job. 

It’s not easy, but together we can make it work. 

I’m sorry you are going through this difficult time.”

And that’s all I ever needed…It was such a healing moment and it helped me become unstuck and continue to flow again!  I just needed someone to realize how hard I’m trying to hold it all together, how hard I’m working to be strong for our family and how much I am putting my heart and soul into trying to make it easier for everyone, including me.  So to Byron, Christine and Veronica, even though it’s a very slim chance you’ll ever read this, I thank you all.  You helped a stranger heal her heart a bit.  It’s a kindness for which I am ever grateful.  Thanks for being you!

So to all of you, whatever your situation…

I’m proud of you!

Shine On!

xo