Every Sunday I take myself out for a cup of tea or a latte and either some time spent writing alone at a coffee shop or a drive. It's for me alone.

The Boys in the Boat by Daniel James BrownOkay... I tried to plow through this one because a friend read it for one of their college classes and it seemed interesting to me but honestly that was a colossal mistake for me. It's a true story about the 1936 US Olympic rowing team and I … Continue reading Gratefulness ~ Books…

A sister I've gotten close to through working in an inner healing group.

Narcissus.

I splurged and gave myself the gift of a new Michael Kors handbag. In my 20s and early 30s, I gathered a collection of beautiful designer bags, but as I lost myself, the things I loved were lost, given away, or destroyed and a different style was dictated. As I'm opening a new book, not … Continue reading Gratefulness ~ A new item…

My back and shoulders. I used to not think I was strong or resilient. Before life broke me, I had perfect posture, but as I was beaten down and as my health began to fail, I lost the ability to hold myself upright. At times it was as if the weight of my world was … Continue reading Gratefulness ~ A part of my body…

It took me 4 decades but I finally learned how to set a healthy boundary for myself and keep it, even if it means cutting a conversation short or a person out of my life. I used to feel obligated to sit in a toxic relationship, situation, or phone call and felt paralyzed from stopping … Continue reading Gratefulness ~ A skill…

Tea... The thing I reach for day or night, when I'm happy or sad, elated or worried, it is the thing that calms the storm below the surface.

When I need someone to hold me up because I'm not strong enough, this person finds time when there is none and is always there.

When I felt the most alone and afraid, someone reminded me that no matter how far apart we are that I am always thought of, prayed for, and cared about.