The countdown.

The end of vacation is always a little odd. The last few days you try to get back into normal habits. Going to bed on time, cleaning and putting things away. Sometimes it is a relief to get back to normal, other times you wish you could change everything. Over the past week I have hiked, run, slept in and spent time with family and friends. It was the type of time off that I wish was never-ending because I can never get enough of it.

I have one more day of freedom left, then it will be back to 5:30 am alarms and sitting at a desk all day. Thankfully I only have a little over a month until my next vacation. Let the countdown begin!

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


My dad the athlete.


When my brother and I were little my dad did not have many of his sports awards out. I never remember seeing his high school or college letters as a kid, and there were not medals on wall or framed newspapers of amazing achievements. The only thing I remember was a plaque hanging in a shadowed corner from when he won, and set a record for long jump at states his junior year of high school.

Through the years we heard stories of the kind of athlete he was and how much he achieved. When I was in elementary school he was inducted into his college’s sports hall of fame and we watched him coach through the years. So a part of us knew, but it was never hung all around us like a goal we were meant to reach.


As an adult I have seen the patches, awards and news paper clippings. While flipping through it once I asked him why he never had any of it out. His response was simple. He never wanted to put pressure on my brother and I to be athletes. He never wanted his achievements to looming over us like an unescapable shadow.

At the moment my sports awards are out and hanging proudly on the wall. I worked hard for each of my patches and pins and it is nice to be reminded what can be achieved with a little bit of skill and hard work. But someday if I have kids they will go away. I will put them in a box and store them so I am never a shadow for them to escape. After all, I know how much that meant to me.

Happy Father’s Day.

My mom.

Last week my mom stopped by my office to drop of asparagus from my dad’s garden and she hung out for a while and talked to some of my co-workers. No sooner had she walked out the door then one of the ladies turned to me and said that she now understood where I got my mannerisms and speech pattern. The funny thing is this is the same conversation that happens every time my mom stops by and yet each time they are shocked.

The older I get the more I see the similarities between my mom and I. Sometimes I wonder if they were always there and I am just noticing them, or if I am growing into the characteristics day by day. Most likely it is a combination of the two and I am ok with it. We might not always see the same way to get somewhere, but our goals are always the same.

I am so lucky to be turning into the most amazing woman I know. 

Want to read last year’s Mother’s day post?
Here’s a link!

A world of difference.

Today the list kept growing and time shortening. I came home on lunch and felt defeated, but I found a lovely surprise in my mailbox. After sending out so much happy mail to unsuspecting people in the month of April, it was nice to receive an unexpected note.  Last month it was so fun to know that many friends and family got at least a post card from me. Starting this month, I think I will make it a goal to send out at least 5 postcards to people who I care about. Even if it is just a quick hello it will be worth my time to put a smile on their face.

A simple gesture can mean a world of difference, and the happy mail I got today was no exception.


Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.

Absolute objectivity.

It would be so nice to look at things with absolute objectivity all the time. Currently I feel like throwing myself a lovely little pity party, but I know it would get me no where. In theory I understand that this time is a short phase of my life and things really are not as bad as they seem. There is so much more for me to see and do and I know will find my way to it all when the time is right.

At the moment I am doing my best to look at the simple blessings all around me. My friends and family, a growing list of pen pals and the hope of this snow finally going away. The world will never be a perfect place. There will always be days that I feel lost, confused and frustrated with what I am lacking. Hopefully on those days I will also remember that I am really lacking nothing and I just need to take a step back and look at all the wonderful things that surround me.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


The most difficult thing we can do is face our fears. At times it feels like an impossible task to step out of our comfort zone into a situation that we are not entirely sure how we will react or what impact it could have on us. But the good thing is that impossible is what God does best. When our hands are shaking and our heart feels like it might pound out of our chest He always has a guiding hand to help us find the correct path.

Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
Galatians 6:2

Each of us can be an instrument that God can use to impact others. Maybe we are the friend that gets a text, a smile for a stranger, or shoulder to cry on. Possibly we are the person that some one who hates to touch actually gives a hug to. In the end, no matter what we all have an impact on each other and each of us have helped others overcome their impossible.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


My 2018 Empire Pass.

With beautiful weather on the horizon I am excited to have my 2018 Empire Pass in my hand! I am one lucky girl, because my aunt and uncle actually bought my new pass for me. They are huge outdoors people and I am hoping that this year I will be able to do a little hiking with them at some point.

Since my last hike in the fall, I have been looking forward to sunny days on the trails. My snowshoeing adventure was fun, but nothing beats a nice day when I can set up my hammock and relax on a hike. Honestly, I am tempted to get my bag packed today so I can be ready to go the first chance I get! Unfortunately, the first few hikes might be a little too cold for my hammock, but I have a feeling I will take a chance have it in my backpack anyway.

img_5522.jpgMy inkDori is all set and ready to record my new hiking adventures  as I visit my favorite trails, and maybe find a few new ones. There will be pictures, leaves and other odds and ends to add to the already full pages of my hiking journal. I wonder how full it will get by the end of the year…

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


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