Sorry…”I just can’t!”

Last week was a tough one. Tonight, or rather this early morning as I sat here thinking of an act that blind-sighted me and nearly caused me to lose my footing, I begin to ponder does every wrong action against you truly deserve forgiveness? Nope, and I do not embrace the philosophy that an apology of “I’m sorry” must be rewarded with openness or a forgiving smile.

I have been known to reject more than a few apologies, even when the person appeared on the surface to be sincere, yet repeated  a previous or similar offense. I am of the opinion that an apology means “I erred and it won’t be repeated” the problem with that is too often it is repeated and “I’m sorry” just becomes fallen words. A phrase that individuals seemingly can utter without even a passing thought or hesitation.  

Certainly, I understand that many choose to believe or see forgiveness is about and for the “individual” and not necessarily the perpetrator, yet we believe in and give so much of our personal power to numerous other fallacies, rather than thinking and standing our ground…we become untrue to ourselves and placate to the thoughts of others.

Me, I “will” be true to myself, to forgive myself for having a trusting heart and believing that good people exist (they do) and allowing things I have no control over to “steal my joy”and that is “power” enough for me to move forward.

Forgive yourself for your faults and your mistakes and move on.

Les Brown

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Luckily…I Married My Best Friend

I may question many things in this life; what I want to be when I grow up, what career am I really suppose to focus on, where should my next vacation be or what should I make for dinner?

However, the one constant, reliable, and thing I know without a doubt, is that “Luckily, I married my best friend.”

Understand that we were not bff’s when we married, nope we grew into those roles over time. See he knows me almost and sometimes better than I know myself. He loves me with his whole-heart, he holds nothing back. He savors our time together as he knows that our days are numbered. He makes me laugh often and most times until I’m in tears. He is patient, loving, kind and understanding; but again he is my best friend, my life partner and my protector.

What man agrees to remarry you every year for the next twelve years…luckily, I’m marrying and remarrying my best friend and it is he who assures me daily that my happiness is his happiness and our happiness is all that matters in our world.

…where my heart lies

I love watching, listening and just being beside my spouse while he sleeps.

Probably, within a year or so after we married we discovered just how important functioning as a team; one unit would be. Early in our marriage we begin working opposite schedules and that scheduled separation lasted over seven of our thirteen years. Of course, this separation taught us to truly value our time together awake and or asleep.

That in no way should cause one to believe that we crowd one another, but totally the opposite…we enjoy spending time together, but also acknowledge and respect that we need time apart (however unlike many wives, I prefer to travel with my spouse) and most times, I prefer his company over anyone else.

I often snap photos of him asleep, because watching him and being near him gives me security and also because in his slumber he reminds me of the innocence and peace you see only in small children…and he is totally lovable!

Create Your Own Happy! Pt 1

Have you ever wondered from where happiness comes, how it begins or why we’re entitled to it? My belief is we must each create our own happy.

Honor your integrity

Some days this is exactly how I feel…and that isn’t necessarily a bad thing! A good day is any day when one is swung at, yet able to walk away without countering.

To be empowered, you must hold yourself to a higher power

Dance with your heart

It is my sincere hope, my desire and my dream to always dance to the beat of my drum. To hear the music playing if only in my head. To allow the beauty of what I hear, what I see and what I feel be passed to those who are unable to move to rhythmic vibrations that grow from deep within the pit of my body causing my pulse to race, my face to flush and my heart to pound until I’m certain that the next beat will cause it leap outside of my chest.

I move as I speak with the integrity of my determination and a belief in tomorrow and your voice is mute to me.

Life Choices

Relax…

I don’t give myself enough credit, I have to say that I am definitely my own worst critic. I must remind myself that life happens and it is my duty to let go and roll with the punches.

I berated myself daily when I failed to sit down and write my daily blog post, however the only thing blocking me from achieving or accomplishing a task is myself. I just may have to fire her!

Something to consider…