Listening
hearing
caring

last night actually
 

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Melissa Ethridge singing in the middle of the street at Pride last night.:vigil:

What brought me joy was knowing both my fur kids beat the parvo bug,thought I was going to lose the oldest one but she is mucjh better today and is eating and drinking on her own.Yes they had there shots,even my vet is baffled about this.

Playing hide-n-seek with my dog, Sadie. She's so goofy, but she gets it!

The amazing day I had with friends and family. We had a baby shower for my two new granddaughters and it was huge and loud and amazingly fun and exhausting.

realizing I lost 2 inches around the waist this week...but Im not sure it gave me joy or if it made me :| *shrugs*

What brought you joy today....

visiting my mom in the hospital. She has so much strength and courage....my hero for sure :)

Connecting with someone who has moral and integrity like me.

This conversation:

Me: I can't handle so many social obligations in a row; may I back out of the middle one please? I'll understand if you want to go alone. I'm anxious and I really want to be at my best for your party because that one is the most important.

Him: Of course - we can do something where it's just us that weekend, if you want. And please don’t worry too much about my party... if you want to stand quietly in the torchlight with a drink in hand looking cute, I’m still glad that you’re there.

And I'm always very happy and incredibly grateful to be there, with you.

Being privileged to listen while a master story teller practice her craft...

The joy in her voice,
the smile on her face...
the animation in her entire body

She simply glowed with life...



Now, if I only spoke two year old, I would have a clue as to what story she was telling me...

Grin...

Letting go brought me joy today... letting go of my long, thick curly hair...making the decision to CHOP it off, almost as short as Blade's. I also let go of the feeling that "long hair makes me beautiful" or "long hair is more attractive" and the feeling of having to hide my facial features behind thick, fuzzy locks of curls. I let go of those feelings for many reasons. And I actually LOVED what it looked like afterwards. It isn't what's on the outside that makes me beautiful. My appearance does not make me who I am.

I finally let go for health reasons, for ease of care, the southern heat and humidity and to let go of things that pull my self-esteem down further.

I only wish my hair had been 'healthy enough' to give to Locks-of-Love.... but I'm sure that no one could have done anything with that fuzzy, brittle mess.

Now... no more pony tails on bad hair days!! and trust me, I've had "Pippy Long Stocking" mixed with Carrot Top kind of days!!

Reading your posts. :bow:

Learning how to make pasta.