Day 53: Summer

Jeff took Juliana out to practice her driving tonight, which made me happy. I love that she had time alone with her daddy and I know she appreciates his attention. I love when my family is content and together.

I sat down for a few minutes this evening, as I’m super tired today. As soon as I sat down to relax, my little partner came up and forced his way between my hands and my eyes, as I was looking at my phone, of course, catching up on social media.  He wanted my attention.


Do you see his paw?  That’s where it usually is. And if I stop petting him, he nuzzles a little closer. He makes me smile and helps me to relax.

But I can never sit for very long. I soon got up to tidy up, as having a clean kitchen always makes me happy. As I loaded the dishwasher and swiped down the counters, I looked up to find my buddies watching me again. 


Maybe they were telling me something, like they wanted some food? Or maybe they wanted me to go relax again.  I chose both options.

I’m thankful for my furry friends today. But Juliana is now asking for a dog…uh oh.

How was your summer day? What made you smile?

xo stay loved

Sundaze

 

 Whenever I get comfy on the couch, our cat jumps on my chest and snuggles in too. He can’t get close enough and it makes everyone laugh. I think he chooses me because I’m always warm. Juliana thinks he picks me because I’m the one that isn’t needy or wanting of his attention. I am definitely his favorite human at least for now, as we were all sitting on the couch and he wouldn’t leave my lap. Jeff gets such a kick out of our dynamic.

This was just one of the Sunday moments that made me smile.  

What made you smile today? Have a great week, BeLOVErs.

Threading Together Some Monday Fun

Mondays.

Do you like them?

I sometimes do. It’s like a fresh start to the week and to start over again.

Today was slow to go though. I had a great weekend and woke up feeling blue, knowing that my sister and my niece were heading home.  It made me sad to watch her car drive away, wishing that we lived closer to each other.  I wanted to jump in the front seat, right next to her and go with her wherever she went. That didn’t happen. Instead, I wiped the tears away and went inside to clean.  That’s what I do when I’m sad or mad. It feels like it gives me a little control over my situation when my emotions are out of whack.

I also had anxiety because our kitten had to have surgery today and I was worried about her all day. We learned she’s basically a freak of nature, and that when she was spayed, they didn’t quite get everything out which is very rare. She’s been acting like she’s in heat, which is no fun either.  They had to go and do exploratory surgery to find the extra ovarian tissue. Poor baby, girl.  Now she has to wear a cone for 2 weeks before she goes back to have her stitches removed. I feel so sad for her and we have to give her medicine twice a day for two weeks.  *big sigh*

The good news was that Jeff came home early to drive with me to pick her up and we had a mini-weird date enjoying the 45 minute car ride in traffic. We brought Zuma home and Juliana watched her and got her set up safely and comfortably away from our other cat.

When everyone and every cat was taken care of, Jeff and I snuck away for a quick Monday night Happy Hour, which made everything all right and settled my mind.  We took a moment just for us and this made me happy.

  
Mondays are good.

Life is good.

How was your Monday?

 

 

Never Say Never

  
If you asked me if I ever would have a cat, the answer would have been never.

If you asked me if I would ever live far away from my family, the answer would have been never.

If you asked me if I ever wanted to go back to work again, the answer would have been never.

And yet, I have a cat and actually have two. I’ve lived far away from my family for 25 years, longer than I ever lived with them. And I love working again and never wanted to go back.

I am content in my NeverLand.

What have you said never to and are doing now? Never say never.

nAMaste at the End of the Day

It’s been killing me to not write tonight. I gave myself permission not to, which is all I needed. I felt free!! And my spark came back.

I was feeling sad today about giving up my creative outlet. I made a really nice dinner and thought my cooking was my creative outlet and I enjoyed being in the moment chopping green beans and slicing flank steak across the grain for the stir fry I was preparing. I felt joy in taking the time to cook for my family and hoped they would appreciate my gift, which they all did.

But the real gift came when sitting with Juliana, eating dinner just the two of us before our evening events.

I told her about my blog post last night and she was shocked and told me that she thought I was making a bad choice. She reminded me about how much I love writing and how it’s been the consistent thing I do every day and how it’s been the common thread since before we moved to Amsterdam. She reminded me that it’s my “nAMaste at the end of the day” and it’s my mindfulness practice and time to reflect. That girl makes me think and my mind is open to her opinion, even when hers is different than mine.  Although, she just brought out the truth I was hiding. She was right. 

As we sat and chatted together, Zuma came and parked herself on my lap. This is the cat that doesn’t want to be held and does her own thing and doesn’t want to be bothered. Yet last night and today, she came and sat on me and made me sit still. I wanted to move and do work, yet I stayed and listened to her too. When I tried to take her picture, she hid in my lap and made me smile.  

 Sometimes you need to slow down and just be. So I did.

And tonight when I thought I wasn’t going to write, I saw Cassie’s story circles post on Facebook. She does the same thing that I do every night, except she reflects on her day through art and she does it every night after the house quiets down. It’s her ritual, just like mine. She shows up and takes time for herself, being creative and doing what she loves, even when she’s tired.

So Juliana and Cassie, thank you for inspiring me to keep writing. I’m not ready to stop tonight. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. Just knowing that I have the freedom to not write on any given night is a gift. Isn’t it weird how we make up our own rules and change them? I’ll leave you with that thought…

nAMaste at the end of the day.

xo