The Love that Binds

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So many things can and do go wrong.

Things happen every day that we don’t expect, that we don’t desire and that we wish just didn’t.

We don’t get to choose or control all of the events that happen to us and for us.

When we are still and can accept what happens, we are usually surrounded by love and light that comfort us, when we are open to receive it. This is the amazing side of life that feels like a miracle and is awe-inspiring.

Such is the case for us right now as we sit and wait for Juliana’s eye to heal.  I know this isn’t the end of the world, but it has stopped us from carrying on as usual. She is suffering and I am waiting by her side, supporting her and providing around the clock care, as we wait for healing and to know the results from her injury.

We did not wish for nor plan for this to happen. Accidents happen.  Life happens and it’s up to us how we adapt and respond.

There is good in everything. We just have to see through and past the pain to see and feel the good.

So many people love us and support us through kind words, gifts, visits, phone calls, food and prayer. Thank you friends and family.

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We are so thankful for the loving concern shared with our family.

It’s love that binds and connects us to each other and helps us endure pain and suffering.

I know our story is not the only story like this, and that ours is so small, yet it is still our pain. I am not complaining. It just is.

Love permeates the world and I see how love shines in times of trouble.

I’m watching the love from Australians supporting Muslims through the simple connection of offering to ride the tram together. #illridewithyou as the deadly siege occurred yesterday.

I’m watching the support and love flow for the tragedy in Pakistan. #prayforPeshawar #peshawarattack

“Smallest coffins are the heaviest!! May the innocent souls RIP.” #PrayForPeshawar

We remember the tragedy in Sandy Hook two years ago this week #SandyHook.

And I’ve watched the love and support flow in after my cousin’s tragic death.

Love is an amazing force.

Humanity has no borders.

Spread love, BeLoveRs. Keep shining your light. You make a difference.

xo

Here I Am Slowing Down

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It’s the craziest time of the year and instead of doing what I thought I would be doing, my plans have been scrambled.

I laid in bed with my baby girl and catered to her needs all day, administering medicine and eye drops every half hour to help her eye heal from her accident yesterday. I took her to the eye doctor and cried when I saw that she could see the eye chart letters. She will see again. I can endure and wait.

I have been sitting and waiting and praying for healing. This is what I can do. I can just be with her and wait patiently and care for her by the hour. This is in my control. Everything else is not.

Playing with her hair is what made me happy and knowing that she wanted me by her side all day, to give her sips of water, food and medicine and to be her eyes provided us both comfort as we waited with fear and anticipation.

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Tomorrow we will do the same. We will sit and rest and wait for healing. We will let everything else go and catch up when we can again. This is our priority now. And the busiest time just became the slowest time. Whatever. It’ll all work out. It always does.

I wish you good health and peace and love and light. This is what the season is about anyway.

Namaste.

Friends – Beware of Laundry Detergent Pods/Packs

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Kirkland Laundry detergent pods

Friends – Please don’t ever buy these products from Costco or Tide or anywhere else. Although they are enticing and easy to use to do the laundry, they are so dangerous.   The pods or laundry detergent pacs are appealing to kids to touch, play with and even taste.  For teens and adults who do the laundry, they can easily break with a finger nail or if your hands are slightly damp, they will stick to your skin and possibly explode in your face.

Click here for a story about the risks to small children:  Laundry Pod Risks

Today Juliana was doing a load of laundry and went to put one in the washing machine. As she moved clothes from the basket to the machine, the pod stuck to her hand and as she tried to get it off her hand, the pod exploded in her eyes, mouth, face, hair and all over her clothes and the laundry area and still half remained in the pod. These little pods must be under so much pressure.

The chemicals and irritants are so super concentrated that it took over 4 hours in the Urgent Care to cleanse her eye.  She must use antibiotic eye drops, pain eye drops and natural tears to continue flushing out her eye.  This has been a very painful and scary experience and changed our entire day, after such a wonderful morning.

She will have to miss two days of school, missing her finals and giving her eye time to recover. She will see an opthalmologist in the morning.

If you have these type of laundry pods in your home, please throw them away and spread the word to not ever buy them. We want to protect our friends from having to experience this because it is a horrible pain and should never have happened in the first place.

Namaste.

Families That Play Together…

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Stay together looking like fools.

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Yes, we are that family. Go ahead and laugh and pin us on Pinterest. I know someone somewhere is looking for a tacky sweater theme for a family of five. We’re ok being weird and laughing at our tree selves!

We went to a tacky sweater party and we won a prize!! I’ve always wanted a Chia Head, as seen on TV!

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I loved seeing all the creativity and so many people participating in a night of fun and festivus.

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Life is good.

Chicks that Fix

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Wouldn’t this make a great name for a company?

“Hello. Chicks that Fix. How can I help you?”

Last week I had a small gathering of women to my house for a little bit of Christmas cheer. As I was getting ready, I noticed some water on the toilet tank. I wiped it away and it soon came back. I mentioned this to my friends, and Susanne said she knew how to fix toilets and would check it out later.  Before she left the party, she came out to tell me that my toilet tower was broken and that she was heading out to get the part and to run an errand and would be back to fix it within a couple hours.  She said she could just fix it for me or I could watch and learn and help her. I love learning by doing and was excited for her to return.

I loved that she knew how to fix a toilet and thought that was so hot. This week she installed a new faucet in her own bathroom and fixed another toilet. She has cool hobbies and inspires me.

Another friend had mentioned that she took the time to help someone jumpstart their car. She was afraid she wouldn’t have enough time to be helpful, and learned that it actually was very easy and didn’t take long at all. Afterwards, she felt good for helping someone and doing a good deed.

Marilynne laid her own slate front walkway and did her own irrigation system in her backyard. How cool is that? I would never even know where to begin. But I’ve never really been curious about learning or doing this type of work, so maybe that’s the reason I’ve never tried. Watching her and hearing her stories were intriguing though. I wonder how she learned and got her confidence.

Today I was at the gym and was thinking of all the things I had to get done today. As I walked to my car, I heard the car next to me trying to start and it didn’t sound good at all. I wished I hadn’t heard it, but I did. I got in my car, unrolled the window and asked the guy if he had AAA. He said he did, but wasn’t sure how long they would take as it was raining and we had the huge storm of the year yesterday. I asked him if he wanted help and he asked if I had jumper cables. I said I did, and would be happy to help him.

I got out of the car, and began to attach the jumper cables to my car as he attached his end to his. I realized my car was too far away so I removed my ends and moved my car closer to his and then reattached the cables and jumped his car in probably less than 7 minutes. He was really thankful that he didn’t have to wait for help and I felt good that I wasn’t nervous and was able to help him without fear. This was a new thing for me and it made me smile.

Chicks that Fix. I’m inspired and want to learn how to do more. What do you know how to fix? I can fix dinner. I can fix a toilet. I can fix a car’s battery. I fixed the light on the washing machine recently. That was cool. I’m sure I have a lot to learn and am inspired now. What do you want to learn how to do?

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Puppy Love

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I’ve saved this thought for awhile and today I thought I’d share a new word with you that represents a sort of puppy love.

It’s kind of embarrassing and I wasn’t sure I’d ever share it, but it makes me laugh every time I think of the term.

The word is Wuppy.

A wuppy is like a wife and puppy combined to make a wuppy.

I Am a wuppy. There. I said it. A wuppy. What a funny word.  

I Am a wife and kind of like a puppy combined.

I’ll explain. Think of a puppy. They’re so cute and loving and just so happy to see you and want to play and like to go for walks and need lots of attention. They want to kiss you and wrap their body around your legs and wag their tail to show you how happy they are. They look up to their owner like they are the best thing on the planet and are so loyal. And sometimes they bark and make mistakes and messes too. Let’s just keep it real.

This is what I feel like inside. I have all this energy and excitement and I wait for my husband to come home every day. Not exactly 100% like that, but you know what I mean. I am always busy, but I love to see his face and jump up and down and get excited like a puppy when he arrives back home again. Seriously. Not even kidding.

I probably drive him crazy. Well, I did for several years, until he realized that I just love him unconditionally and am so happy to see him every time, like it’s the first time we ever met and this is my normal. This is weird. I know. But I do. I am a lucky dog!

I am so thankful that he goes to work every day and provides for our family and allows me to live out my dream, that I just feel utterly happy, grateful and thankful. Without him, I couldn’t be who I am. He commutes in Silicon Valley traffic and works long hours every day. I don’t.

I get to be home with our kids. I get to make dinners and coach the kids and get them where they need to go, in sickness and in health. He enables me to be the best I can be and for that I am ever so thankful, every day, although I probably don’t tell him this enough. I get to build community and volunteer and exercise and keep our home running efficiently during the hours he’s gone at work, working for the good of our family. Just like him. For this, I am thankful and fulfilled. I am living my dream, thanks to my life partner.

And tonight I just want to acknowledge him as it’s his birthday. I am thankful that he was born and that he chose me to be his wife and to share kids and our life together, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad.

Every day.

I am thankful.

It doesn’t get much better than this.

I love you Jeff. Happy Birthday. And many, many more.

Woof.

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No News is Good News

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I have several friends who don’t watch the news anymore. They don’t like to watch it or read it. This made me curious.

They say they don’t like all the negativity and it’s depressing. I agree with them.  But I am curious about what’s going on in the news. I like to be informed and connected and knowing a little bit about a lot.  But I get why they don’t watch it.  Most of what we see and hear is about what’s wrong in the world when there is so much that is right and unreported.  I prefer the positive news stories and I think most others do too, but usually what we hear and see is the s*&%.

Isn’t that dumb? Let’s focus on what’s right and be happy for one another. I like this model better.

I have to say that I do love to watch the reality tv shows, just so I can feel better about my own “boring” life and to feel like I am doing something right, even though it’s not as “glamorous” as portrayed on tv.  At least I’m not experiencing what THEY are experiencing.  But usually I feel sorry for the people with the crazy lives more so than I feel better about myself.  Maybe that’s what compassion looks like. And my life is crazy behind the scenes too. I just choose to share the shinier, feel good moments.

This is one of the reasons why I choose to write every night, even though it might be boring. I want to share stories of what is working and to share successes, positivity and happiness. I want us all to be successful and I want us all to feel joy and love despite our struggles and pain that are always present.  I want us to learn to let go as quickly as possible so that we can shine our light and love.

I had a friend tell me that she thought my blog was sometimes hard to read because it sounded like my life was perfect and she was envious of me.  I appreciated her honesty and realness. I told her that she really knew the truth, and that my life isn’t perfect and that I struggle every day. I just choose to focus on the positive outcomes despite the craziness and chaos that is my life and I keep choosing to make the time for experiences that I think will create happiness for others, my family and myself and that it takes constant work and focus and refocus. I don’t always get it right.  And I don’t do perfect, that’s for sure. When I mess up or don’t do my personal best, I choose to share what I learned vs. the details of the struggle, because I think we all have our own struggles and who needs to read negative news?  Not most of my friends, obviously.

So that’s what this blog is about. The daily journey to happiness and love and compassion and learning and laughing along the way.

I choose to share the good because that is what positive thinking and positive psychology is all about. When we choose to focus on the good and to rise up as individuals and as families and communities, we can be the change we want to see in the world, minute by minute. When we each choose to do our personal best and to be loving and kind and to do what’s right, we make a difference in this world. This is what I can contribute. This is my daily 15 – 30 minutes of practicing hope and love, shared daily for myself, for you, my family, friends, and new friends. We’re all one.  We all have good news to share, despite the struggles that will always be there. Let’s rise together.

Oh, and if you were wondering where this blog post came from tonight, it came from Chipotle. I had picked up food to go since it was a crazy, busy day and the bag had a story and a quote written on it that caught my eye. The story was called, “A Two Minute Case for Optimism” by Steven Pinker and the quote on the other side of the bag said, “We will never have a perfect world, but it’s not romantic or naive to work toward a better one.” by the same author.  I could relate and connected to this story and was thankful that I didn’t have to cook tonight, for the good food, and for the positive, affirming story.

If you’d like to read it or know more about Chipotle’s marketing, here are a couple links (and I’m not paid to support Chipotle, by the way!)

Chipotle’s Packaging Story

A Two Minute Case for Optimism, by Stephen Pinker