Flower 🌺 Power

“A flower does not bloom for itself, but for the world; do likewise.”
– Matshona Dhliwayo

Happy Monday, Friends!

On Sunday’s, I’ve developed a little HAPPINESS habit, I drive to Trader Joe’s and buy myself flowers (they have an awesome assortment). This week I selected a bouquet 💐 of beautiful pink and white roses. 

I place the bouquet next to my bedside lamp, letting their soft fragrance lift my spirits in the sterile hotel room that has been my home for 6 weeks now. 

What makes you happy?



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Revelations Aren’t Always Easy

And when it happens, it can be sometimes hard to swallow. Like learning little things about yourself that is a bit uncomfortable. Now it doesn’t have to be the drama-life-altering-kind of revelation. Oh no.  In my opinion, it’s all the teeny, tiny revelations that can pile up into one big aha moment. 

I took myself out to a country bar in Katy, TX , called MO’s Place. It’s a little early, only 9pm. But if I stayed in the hotel room any longer I would have just crawled into bed and called it a night. Which I tend to do – a lot. But sometimes I think it’s important to remember I’m single and it’s Saturday night and I need to get out once in awhile. 
But it’s tougher here since I don’t have any going-out-kinda-friends and I’m not exactly  comfortable walking into a bar in Houston on my own. I know – the revelation has me confused too. 

I’m a seasoned traveler. I’ve stepped into foreign pubs, Vegas night clubs, and hole in the wall gems without much thought. And here I am triple thinking my decision to come out to listen to some live music and watch dancers circle the floor at a popular country bar. 

There’s something different from visiting a place to knowing that I now live here. I’m a little more cautious. It’s as if I’m skirting around the edges of the city, dipping a toe into its waters, uncertain which way the tide is flowing. Is it safe? Am I doing the right thing? It’s a dangerous city (don’t watch the news here!). I’m alone. I’m always alone. 

But the night is young. I step into the cavernous dance hall, pay the cover and find a seat at the end of the bar near the stage. I’m sipping a club soda, watching the place fill up with pretty young things in sparkling jeans and preening young men in cowboy hats.  The mating rituals have begun. It makes me smile. I feel extremely ancient. 

I can do this.  The knot in my stomach won’t relax. 

The band is about to start. An hour. I’ll give myself an hour.  

A man asks me to dance. It’s a simple two step. 

It’s time to adult. 

Let’s do this. 


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Home – What Does It Mean To You?

“And then it happens all at once and unexpectedly. That is how things happen, I suppose. You pack your bags and find yourself walking yourself home.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“I just want to go home,” she said longingly. 


Home has as many meanings as there are people. But what is true is for me, is that Home is a place of love and serenity. It is an anchor for my soul as well as for my weary body. Home rejuvenates my mind, body and spirit. Home is my sanctuary. 

What does it mean to you?

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Fleeting Seconds, Lasting Impression 

“Evanescent can be any fleeting moment in time.”

Have you ever noticed random messages popping up in unexpected places? Yes, I can hear the skeptics telling me that we place our own meanings in those fleeting messages. But who cares, right!?! As long as its meaning is a takeaway for you. Just a flicker in time that holds lasting impressions. An effervescent, champagne bubble capturing your attention before disappearing into sweet sparkles. 

Buckleup, Buttercup, it’s going to be a beautiful ride. 



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Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – June 2, 2017

“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.” – Martin Luther King, Jr.

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It’s been awhile since I’ve played along. Transitions….change… all the possibilities that the days bring can sometimes, ok, a lot of times, become overwhelming. 
Like the path below, we can’t always see what’s around the corner. Those are the times you have to walk in faith. 



Slow & Easy

Friday Afternoon

I began my long weekend with a much-needed-vitC-facial. After google researching spas in Katy I landed on the Medispa at Villago.  Google did not let me down. 

Farina was amazing and so kind. I explained my current skin concerns; think stress-filled-climate-change-bipolar-almost-fifty complexion. In a nutshell I was in desperate need of TLC. And, sshhhhhh, I even brought up the suggestion of Botox…. which she gently reassured me that I’m looking pretty good for my age but we’d go slowly. First the vitamin C facial followed by a light chemical peel next month and a consult next month if I’m interested in pursuing injectables. 

We had a plan. 

Tip: If you are in need of some honesty along with a healthy dose of skincare TLC make an appointment for a consultation. 

Saturday Morning

Promising Fariba that I would stay completely out of the sun and avoid exercising for the weekend my weekend activities were a bit limited. Especially with the hot Texas sun. 

But I just couldn’t sit in my hotel room – blame it on a little ADD. 

After spraying sunscreen liberally on my fresh skin I escaped my hotel room. I decided to go visit my future home. 

Just to be be clear I’m not a rule breaker. Quite the opposite. Just thinking I might be blurring a fuzzy gray line my stomach knots up.  When I arrived I couldn’t help but want to peek inside it’s unfinished interior.  I’m not sure if this is allowed but since no one was around and the garage door was opened I slipped inside. 

I didn’t stay long. Just long enough to let my imagination furnish its empty spaces. A month can feel like an eternity when waiting to receive keys to the next chapter of your life. I’m just saying. 

Breakfast Brunch Cafe 

I had heard  good things about this restaurant. I should have googled it before I headed here for brunch. I didn’t. I took a chance and not all leaps of faith pay off. 

Tip: save your time, your money and possibly your patience and skip this restaurant. It’s noisy, expensive and the service is nonexistent. 

I really don’t like passing along negative reviews. But, to be fair, I would hate not to warn you. 

Being seated at a table for two in the center of the room I wait and waited and waited some more. The server eventually appeared and took my order for a cappuccino and left. 20 minutes later a cold cappuccino was delivered by someone else who then left. I waited and waited some more until I flagged someone down about taking my order. Not to be deterred I figured I had waited this long I could be a bit more patient for the chicken and waffels that looked promising on the menu. What can I say, I like chicken and waffles. 

Silly Rabbit. 

It eventually arrived (a bit over done and definitely not a contender in my places for chicken and waffels).  On its heels, A family of 4 arrived, being seated inches next to me at a table for two. Seriously!?! 

Ding. My patience expired. 

I literally had to move my purse out of the way for them to squeeze in. I waved down a server (mine was no where to be seen), paid the very expensive check, and left. 


Days are like roller coasters; lots of ups and downs and, if you’re lucky, a few loopy loops to keep things interesting. 

The Royal Standard

My wonderful friend S told me about this hidden treasure. It’s conveniently right next door to the restaurant that I will never go to again. Which is a shame since it would have been nice to have the best of both worlds. But you can’t have it all. 

This is a shop I could get in trouble with. I  LOVE housewares. So much that I run out of space in my kitchen. I remember years ago my son threatened me if I brought home one more bowl… sigh…what can I say, I have a problem. 

I curtailed my desire to buy one of each of everything and struck up a conversation with the lovely lady who worked there. Really wish I had caught her name. She told me they sell furniture too and once I get into my home I may go back to see what’s available. 

It’s time to say sign off. I’m off to dream about my new house! 



Breathe In. Breathe Out. Repeat. 

The violence we do to ourselves is unforgivable. Remember we are made of God Stuff.

There are moments, okay, sometimes days that morph into weeks that turn into years that are so challenging to navigate. They weigh heavy as a long winter night that I don’t know if I can lift my eyes to face another wallop. And then smack down! 

But I’m made of sterner stuff – God stuff. And I breathe in. I breathe out. And I pray. And then I do it all over again. 

Does it get easier? No. Yes. I honestly don’t know. I tell myself that life isn’t that hard. We make it hard. But we don’t have to. This is what I tell myself. This is what I’m telling you. 

But what if everyone would just grow the duck up? Just be responsible? Make their life the best life possible? Look forward. Don’t look back. Make this moment happy. The best moment possible. It’s just a heart beat.  It’s a smile even in the darkest of darkest night. 

Breathe. Breathe again. And again.