Yea, Recess!!!

Good Morning!

I live just across the street from an elementary school. There are times when I can hear the laughter of the children at recess time. The joy in their voices is quite infectious, it just makes you smile.


I can remember a time when we couldn’t wait for recess!! The teacher would line us up, and lead us out of the classroom to the playground. We couldn’t wait to run to the swings, or the slide, the teeter totters, ( we called them see saws in the south). We had a merry-go-round, that we all took turns pushing, as fast as we could.

The girls would jump rope, play hand jive, we often had a game of kickball going, where everyone played, even the teacher!! Recess only lasted 15 minutes, but it seemed like forever! You didn’t want it to end. We had 2 recesses a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, after lunch.

You felt so free, and happy. You got to play with your friends, laugh, run, giggle, and occasionally there was the playground fight. They got mad, fought, and made up, the next day everything was back to normal. No worries.

We grow up, and forget how wonderful recess was to us. We had our best friends, that we would always be with, we learned how to share with anyone,  we didn’t see color, we all played the same games, we learned how to be happy and how easy it was to do.

Recess wasn’t about rich or poor, black or white, good or bad. It was about enjoying time outside with our friends. It was about freedom from the classroom. It was about taking a break to re-energize our bodies and our minds.

Recess is not just for children in school, it can be for us adults too!! Take some time, sit back and think how much fun recess was when you were a kid. I know sometimes life can be hectic, but we need recess back in our lives again!!

Call your friends, have a meet up at the park, play some frisbee, softball, volleyball, or whatever your heart desires. Laugh loud, play long, enjoy the day.

I can hear the bell ringing!!  Yea, Recess!!!

Blessings Always



Good Morning,

Ladies, this one is primarily for you. This is a topic that we all know a little about, Make-up! Most of us use it on a daily basis, then there are those, like me, that only use it on the weekends, or a special occasion.

It doesn’t matter what you use, powder, liquid, spray on, it’s all supposed to cover up imperfections we have on our faces.


Have you ever thought…why am I really using this? Am I using this because I have problem skin, to even out my skin tone, to cover scars, or to look pretty?

All of these are valid questions, but what is the real answer? I’m trying to fit in with all the other women that are “beautiful” in my eyes. That shouldn’t be the case at all!!

We’re all beautiful!! Whether we think it or feel it, we shouldn’t deny it. Believe me, it took me a long time to see myself as beautiful. I still have trouble with it today, but it’s a journey, not a race!

I lived with a man for 26 years, I loved him dearly, we were never married, unfortunately. He never told me I was beautiful, it crushed my self esteem. I didn’t think I was “pretty enough” for anyone else. That’s why I stayed with him for so long.

One of the guys I worked with asked me out to lunch, he was very persistent, I had always said no because I was in a relationship. He kept this up for a couple of weeks, until one day I said yes. It was only because my boyfriend and I had an argument that day, I was hurt and needed to get away for a while.

He was the first man who had ever told me I was beautiful!! It was the most wonderful thing he could have ever said to me. I had on no makeup, at all and he thought I was beautiful…WOW!!

My self esteem soared to new heights that day!!  I held my head a little higher, walked with confidence, and exuded that beauty everywhere I went. Consequently, I left my boyfriend, an got an apartment of my own.

The man who gave me my self esteem back was one of the best things that could have happened to me. We dated for about 2 years, then we parted, it broke my heart. I haven’t seen him since.

I know you are wondering, “what does this have to do with makeup?” Everything!! We try to cover up our imperfections, with stuff on the surface, but what we may be trying to hide can’t be covered by makeup.

Makeup can’t cover, low self esteem, rejection, a broken heart, it can only cover what’s on your face, not what, and how you feel. Beauty comes from the inside out, not the other way around.

Makeup is superficial, it’s a mask not the real you. Next time you put on your makeup, you’ll look in the mirror and I know you will look fabulous, but when you take it off, that’s the real you…Beautiful!!

Just in case no one has told you today, You’re Beautiful!!!

Blessings Always


Whisper in the Wind

Good Morning,

This is a wonderful fall morning! It’s overcast, a little cool, nice sweater or sweat shirt weather. I decided to have my coffee outside on the back deck (this is not my actual back deck, just a simulation).


Lovely isn’t it, moving on. I was pleasantly enjoying my coffee, when a breeze started to blow, it gave me a little chill, but I stayed outside. I was enjoying the moment and the fresh air. There were a few cars going by, just enough traffic to make it noticeable, but not annoying enough for me to go inside.

Where I live, there’s always farm equipment going by, I like watching the tractors, combines, and other things going by. It makes me smile. I’m just a country girl, so I like stuff like that. It brings back a lot of good memories for me.

I wasn’t raised on a farm, but I worked on several during the summers. When we were young, we got to go when the cows were being milked, our neighbor worked on a dairy farm, feed the pigs. We had chickens so we would gather eggs, and we had our own garden. It was fun for us kids.

While I was immersed in my train of thought, a light breeze came past me, and I thought I heard some one whisper. I turned to see if any one was there, no one. Hmm, I disregarded it, and was looking at the trees around my yard, leaves moving in the air, noticing that they are ever so slightly starting to turn colors.

The light breeze gently blew past me again, I heard the whisper more clearly this time, “look around” is what I heard. I thought, “this is getting little creepy”, but then a calm came over me, and took away that feeling.

I know most of us have heard of “that still small voice”, I know that voice. It’s the most pleasant thing you’ll hear. I really did stop and “look around.” The trees, flowers, grass, shrubs, houses, whatever I looked at I saw my Creator in it all.

Look at what I made for you to enjoy, even down to that cup of coffee, is what I felt He was saying to me. It made me smile, because we often take things for granted, even the most simple things. He created them all for us to marvel in, to enjoy and to protect.

Next time you’re having that cup of coffee or tea, out to dinner with your sweetie, or just curled up with a good book, listen for that “still small voice”, it has something to tell you…I love you.

Blessings Always


Something just hit me!!

Good Morning All,

I was out early this morning, taking my walk as usual, when something hit me! No, really something actually hit me!

I stopped and wiped my forehead, to see it was water. Just a drop of water startled me during my walk, I thought wow, it took something that simple, to completely stop me in my tracks.

Needless to say, I had to look around to see if anyone saw me….lol! It was early and foggy this morning. I looked up to see where this drop came from. It was a power line!

The fog had condensed on the line, to make water droplets all along the line, and when I walked by, at the precise moment, one fell, right onto my forehead!

Isn’t it ironic how things happen at a precise moment in our lives? Not that it was a bad thing, it just stops us for a minute, makes us assess the situation, and continue on with more focus to what’s around us.

People and things can sometimes be like that, at that precise moment, you meet that special person, you want to spend the rest of your life with, or want that promotion that you thought was out of your reach, or that house you’ve been looking to buy, but thought you couldn’t afford.

Then out of nowhere it hits you….BAM!! You got that date, you got that promotion, you got the loan for your dream home. No words can explain how you got these things, or why.

Some people call it Karma, fate, blessings, favor. I tend to think it’s all of them. For if it were not for one of them, none of them would exist. No matter what we call it, it happens for us all.

Life is strange like that. Things happen we can’t quite explain, or understand. We just know they happened to us and we should be grateful for them.

Oh yes, back to the water droplet, at the time the drop fell on me, a car was coming toward me, in the fog that I didn’t see, as I was about to cross the road. That little water drop, saved me.

Karma, fate, blessings, favor. You decide.

Blessings Always,



Imagination, it’s a powerful tool.

We must be mindful of how powerful our minds are,  with imagination as one of our most precious tools. Just think back, when you were young. how you used to play with that “imaginary” friend. You would play all day long with your friend.

You would have you mom set a place at the table for her, even though no one could see her, you knew she was there. You would look her way, smile and giggle, just like best friends do.

No one ever saw this “friend” but you knew they were there. She even had a name, no one knew it but you.  You had hiding places, secrets told to one another, you could be seen having conversations with them. That was a happy time for you.

Then we started leaving our “friend” at home, while we went to play with the other kids. “They wouldn’t understand”, you told her. “So stay here, I’ll be back later.” But you never came back, you grew up.

As time went on, your life progressed, you soon forgot about your friend. School, careers, marriage, children, people all around you. You have friends, good people, kind and caring. A husband and children that love you, but there’s still something missing…that special friend we had when we were young.

Your inner little girl, is longing to have that kind of friendship again. You don’t want people to think you’re crazy, if they saw you talking to yourself. That’s not good, but what to do?

You heard about Yoga and meditation, so you try it. The beginning was a little different, but as time went on it got easier. Relaxing was soon a way of bringing that calm you were missing.

Then you realize something, it wasn’t your imaginary friend you were missing, it was inner peace!! Something you hadn’t felt since you were a child. That’s what you friend brought out in you.

That peaceful feeling of knowing that she was there, without even seeing her. Talking to her telling her about your day and how you colored in the lines.

You smile just at the thought, of having that back again. This time you promised not to leave her at home, you were going to put her where she belonged…in your heart.

We all have an imagination, a beautiful series of memories, thoughts, dreams, all rolled into one.

Lets not leave our “imaginary friend” behind. Put them where they belong…in our hearts.

Blessings Always