Go with the flow.

I went for a hike today and I had an interesting encounter. The trail I did is what I like to call a “tourist hike”. Lots of pretty views on a mostly stone bock trail. Every uphill climb was a stair case, and some paths were even carved through the walls. With all that being said it truly is a beautiful hike.

Because this trail is populated by mostly non-hikers it can be difficult to pass by slower people who don’t always realize they are blocking the entire path. At one set of stairs I was blocked by two groups going horribly slow. When I saw an opening to pass I took it. I was polite as I wiggles in between them, but I heard one of them say to me “just go with the flow”. At the time I was slightly embarrassed, but did not say anything and zipped on up the stairs.

For the next mile or so I thought about the encounter. I did not feel like I was rude, if anything they were being rude not allowing space for faster hikers to pass without trouble. What bothered me was the fact that I was expected to slow down and limit myself.

Going with the flow is great in some situations. It is a rule of thumb I use when driving all the time, but I feel that too often we are expected to move with everyone else instead of pushing forward on our own and stepping out of our comfort zone. In this case I could have slowed my pace to stayed behind these two groups of people, and then my legs would be slightly less sore and it would have taken me a little longer. But how would that do anything to make me stronger?

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


Be brave.

It is so rewarding to see the look in someones eyes when they realize they have learned how to do something new. I think that is my favorite part of teaching lifeguard classes or swim lessons. It helps to overshadow my fears and makes me be brave in front of my students. I wish I could say that I was 100% successful in inspiring confidence, but today I feel like I failed. Honestly, I feel like I was not even given a chance, but what someone else chooses to do is out of my control. What I can control is what I teach the rest of my students, and what I learn from my failures. Hopefully next time when faced with a similar situation things will go better. I might be teaching them, but they are also teaching me.

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

Full circle.

This morning I was surrounded by art, to me that is such a wonderful way to spend any amount of time. This was work done by high school students and pieces that on March 24 I was apart of judging. On that day it seemed impossible to narrow down the sea of artwork to just a few, but somehow the other two judges and I made it happen.

It was incredible to see the work on the walls of the gallery in their true glory. I even got to meet some of the talented young artist. One in particular was so excited I would be surprised if her feet were touching the ground. I found myself jealous of her because she has a whole world yet to be discovered. Next year she will be going to college in New York City to become an animator. Not only will her class rooms be filled with talented artists, but she will also be in an epicenter of the art world.

Someday, I hope to catch her name in the credits of a movie, or to later find out that a new cartoon was created by her. I hope college is more than she ever dreamed it could be and she makes it her own. Maybe someday she will be sitting at a high school art show talking to an energetic young artist and she will think back to when I was talking to her and remember where she started.

Now, excuse me while I search for the addresses of the people who inspired me when I had no clue what it meant to be a working artist.

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


Does anyone else choose their tea brand based on whether or not there are quotes on the tags?


I am assuming that it is a just me thing. Short quotes on the opposite end of a tea bag is such a simple, yet genius idea. I would love to meet the person who thought of it and give them a hug. Most of the time when I drink tea I need comfort in one way or another, so having happy words to dwell on while I enjoy a cup is wonderful.

After I am done with my tea, I try to save the tags. They are great to use in my journal pages or as inspiration for an entry if my ideas a too flustered to settle on a topic. Sometimes when things get too complex the smallest of things have the ability to focus our minds and settle our hearts.

So the next time you need a cup of tea and want to be inspired I suggest getting something with some inspiration attached. Sometimes it really is the simple things.

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

So very fortunate.

We are all a work in progress, like wet clay being shaped. Each person we come in contact with leaves their mark on us. Whether we know each other in person, from social media, or you simply follow this blog for one reason or another, my hope is that some of you reading this can say I have been a positive influence on your life. When I started this blog my main reason was to crate a form of mass communication and attempt to alleviate questions. I had secretly hoped a byproduct of my words would be to help others in pain, and I think at times I have.

In my recovery process there were many times that woman have stepped out of their comfort zone to tell me their own stories of loss. Each one had a particularly special impact on my life, because they showed me that the other side of this pain is full of possibilities. It is because of them that some days have been less difficult, and my hope has never faltered.

Every day I am thankful for the amazing women in my life. From friends to family there are many role models and inspiring woman who have been through thick and thin with me. I have been so very fortunate, and I hope each of you can say the same about the woman in your lives.

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

A beautiful day in the neighborhood.

This year marks the 50th anniversary of the primer of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood and today is the 15th anniversary of Fred Rogers passing. Like so many, as a child I loved Mr. Rogers. He had such a magical tone to his voice that made you feel like he truly cared about you. I remember being shocked when I learned he had passed away in 2003. It felt like my childhood was officially over. I know that sounds a little strange, I was 16 and clearly not a child anymore, but there was something odd about knowing that there would never be new adventures to be had with Mr. Rogers.

Today, a PBS article popped up in my facebook memories from 2015. It is entitled  “Watch Mister Rogers’ heart-warming message to his grownup fans“. The short minute and a half video was filmed a few months before his death and is worded perfectly. As always in his calm voice he gave one last encouraging word to the generations of viewers that he impacted. Each person is unique and different with our own worries and troubles. We all have fears we are facing and struggle to find hope at times. Somehow even at 31 hearing that Mr. Rogers likes me just the way I am brings a tear to my eye and reminds me of how strong I am.

“… I would like to tell you what I often told you when you were much younger. I like you just the way you are. ”

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

My desk.

Sitting at my desk has become one of my happy places. When I am there it feels like the whole world is at my finger tips and I can create whatever I want. There are dozens of stamps and washi tapes to use, paint brushes and watercolor on hand, notebooks to fill and pen pals to write. The walls above are filled with an assortment of inspiring words and small things to remind me to smile. Usually I end up having a cat on my lap or under foot reminding me that I am loved.

I wish that I could capture the peaceful feeling I have at my desk and carry it around with me always. Over time I think I will become better at finding a calm peace in all place, but for now I am thankful for the few places I have and will take advantage of them every chance I get.

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


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