I almost feel like writing some lyrics to go with that post title! It is the last Thursday of the month and you know what that means! The Gratitude Circle blog hop! So please join us on our Gratitude journey. Write your gratitude post, talking about what you are especially grateful for…
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Did you smile today?
Summer. I can’t believe the fuss I am making about this time of the year. It must be because I am used to working from home. Within reach of a cold glass of water or juice or frozen applesauce when I want it. When I think back a couple of decades,…
Last week, Janine Ripper was kind enough to invite me to guest post on her blog “Reflections from a Redhead” in her “life change artist series”. If someone were to tell me that they cried when they were diagnosed with a health issue, I would probably empathize but gently advise them…
To theme or not to theme? I am not even sure if that is the question at this point. But I am very excited about the April A to Z Challenge 2015 and thought I’d be crazy not to join the theme reveal Blogfest party! I confess though, there was a…
I believe that Happiness is a DIY project and needs constant practice. Not difficult. But as with anything that looks simple, we need reminders to help us make it a habit. It all starts with self-love and self-care, you know. When we take good care of ourselves, we are happier and in a…
I am craving for a strong dose of the positive in my life right now. Losing two close friends in a span of two weeks is taking its toll. I have the reputation of being a naturally sunny person. No matter what color frames I wear, as a bespectacled person, I…
I did not smile today. I am sad. A dear friend has passed away. I called her to confirm our date this week and it broke my heart to hear her son’s voice tell me that his mother was no more. Then her Mother’s sobs on the phone, mirroring mine. I…