As I go through this month thinking about how to “be still”, I find my mind drifting to my commute to and from work. I have twenty minutes both ways to sort of decompress from life and take a minute to breathe. I spend those times three different ways.
Sometimes all we need is to be still. We need that break that helps us breathe. We need that minute that keeps us calm. We need the silence of peace.
It’s been a crazy week in Texas to say the least. While there was a lot of wind and rain where I live, we were not hurt by Hurricane Harvey. I have family members that did have to evacuate their homes for a while. Some have to replace their floors and a few things, but thankfully everyone is okay.
I’m going to end the blog theme for this month with a poem I wrote some time ago. I have moments where I battle with my identity and do indeed feel like I almost have to choose between two completely different worlds of living. Enjoy…
Yesterday, I attended a Cousin’s Family Reunion. This was the first year for this reunion and, hopefully, there are many more to come. As I spent time with my family, I saw how even my cousins make up part of who I am.
So, last week I gave some insight into my day job. Let me go into a little more detail into what I do.
I always tell people that if they want to get to know me, read my blogs. My blogs are where I’m a little more open about the way I feel and see certain things. Every blog I write is an opinion, my opinion.
Women. All women go through many, many stages in their lives. Women seem to have a more intricate, emotional system than men. Maybe this is the reason why spending time with other women is so important to me. I need that time with my girlfriends because it allows me to simply be a woman.
The other day, my mom gave me one of the most beautiful sets of dishes I have ever seen. I have been eyeing them since I was a little girl looking at them just about every time I was in my grandparent’s house.
I spent the first week of this month on a road trip with my family. Yes, you heard right…road trip. Our end point was to be Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. We had a week to make our way there and back home.