Recycling Happiness

I have been feeling like maybe I’m out of fresh ideas. I’ve shared a lot of thoughts over the past 3 1/2 years and sometimes when I sit down to write at night, I feel like my thoughts are less than interesting and that I’m talking about the same things over and over again.

And then I looked at my stack of magazines that are piling up and realized they have been saying the same things over and over again for years and I keep reading and buying them!   

What the magazines have to offer are pretty ideas and recipes and style ideas and stories that we might connect with at the moment we pick them up, for a moment and maybe for longer.  
I guess by writing every night, and sharing a sliver of my happily ever after story, I’m hoping to share an idea of inspiration, a refreshed and repackaged idea, a recipe, and hope for positive living for you and me despite our perfectly imperfect lives. 

My writing every night is a practice of gratitude, where I stop to reflect on my day and to find something good and newsworthy-ish to share. Just the process of thinking about my day feels good. And my wish is that we all practice gratitude every day and change the conversation in our heads and live happily ever after.


Inspired and Content

Sometimes you need a friend or two to inspire you.

I was inspired by Reid today on the tennis court, when she beat me over and over and continued to share tips on how I could improve my game. She was a great coach, and I can’t wait to play with her again. She was determined and hates losing and was really good. She met her goal, which inspired me to find a new tennis goal myself, like to win (more than once)!! 😉 And to control my shots by not hitting so hard and being more consistent. Great skills that should transfer into real life too. Thanks Coach!

Elizabeth also inspired me today. We made time to get together for some girlie time – you know pedicures and lunch and chit chat. I haven’t had a pedicure since before I left Holland and it was much overdue.

Sitting side by side, with our feet soaking in warm water with rose petals and lavender scented bath salts, we relaxed and caught up on so many topics. With our polish still drying, we decided to continue our date next door for some lunch because neither of us was quite ready to go and we definitely worked up an appetite from all that “work” and still had so much more to talk about.

Sometimes you need someone who can listen really well and that understands you and has a lot to share too. We talked about raising kids, living in neighborhoods, being busy, planning parties, volunteering, family, local restaurants, cooking joys, exercise, and figuring out when we could meet up again. We talked about being real, slowing down, and enjoying the gifts we’ve been given and being thankful for all we have versus longing for something more. After we parted, I kept thinking of all she taught me and felt gratitude for having a great friend who thinks somewhat like me. I felt thankful for the friends I have in my neighborhood and for the relationships that have grown over the years in our little town. I went home and made a sausage tortellini soup for dinner because she mentioned this was one of her family favorites and was something I’ve never made before. Thanks for the great idea. We loved it!


I ran into another friend at the local grocery store today too. Chatting with him and catching up made me thankful that we have lived here long enough that we run into people we know. It feels good to have a home base again where people know my name.

Debbie stopped by today to drop off a magazine. People don’t just drop in anymore and I miss that. She stayed for awhile and we talked about how the Dutch people always make time for a cup of coffee and one cookie. I love that tradition and want to do more of that here. She stayed for 20 minutes and then was on her way again. Next time I’ll offer her coffee or a cup of tea, as I was happy that she came by to visit even briefly. I love spontaneity and the art of conversation.

We live in a great community, and even though we never meant to stay here, I’m glad that we did.

Who or what inspired you today?