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Your Girl Has Been Keeping Something From You... πŸ˜‚

Come, come sit with me. Pull up a chair and grab yourself a drink. Let's talk about houses. You know, when we think about building a house, we often think about the foundation, the walls, the roof, and all the little things that make it a home. But a house isn't just about the walls that surround us. It's about what happens inside those walls. It's about the stories we share, the laughter, the conversations, the memories we make, and the people who come through our doors. And over the past year, without even realizing it at first, I've been building a house of my own. I call it Love and Life with Lisa. I didn't start out with a blueprint. I didn't know how many rooms I would build or even what the finished house would look like. I just knew I wanted to create a place where people could come, pull up a chair, and feel comfortable enough to stay awhile. And little by little, I've been adding rooms. The first room I built was the Refle...

🏹 Hunters and Gatherers 🧺

Come, come sit with me. Grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair. Let’s have a talk. Have you ever noticed how different parts of us show up in different places? And for a moment, I’m going to put some labels on those different places. But before I do, let me make something clear: I’m not saying you need to be one or the other. I’m not even saying these labels are right. They’re simply a way for me to illustrate something I’ve been thinking about. So, with that being said, let’s talk about hunters and gatherers. And remember, this is just my personal thought. It’s what I see when I look at the people around me and, if I’m being truthful, when I look at myself. When I think about hunters, I think about the people who go out and get it. They seek opportunities. They push. They initiate. They take risks. They see something they want—or something that needs to be done—and they move toward it. They’re often the ones saying, “Okay, what’s next?” They like movement. They like pro...

✨ Can You See Yourself There?

Come, come sit with me, grab yourself a drink, and pull up a chair. Let's have a conversation. Let's have a conversation about life. Not deep life. πŸ˜‚ Let's stay a little high-level today. I'm not going to ask you that question, “Where do you see yourself in five years?” Because honestly, I don't really want to know what your five-year plan is. I want to ask you something a little different. Have you ever suddenly realized that the life you picture for your future doesn't even look like the life you're living now... even though you actually like the life you're living? Think about that for a second. Because we all get these dreams in our heads about what our lives are going to look like. I remember when I was younger thinking, I can't wait until I'm in my thirties and I can do this and this and this... Child. What I thought I was going to do and what I actually did were two completely different things. πŸ˜‚ And now here I am again. I...

πŸͺ‚ I Didn't Know Where I'd Land

Come, come sit with me, grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair. Well, y'all... we're almost there. September 7th will mark one year of Love and Life with Lisa. And let me tell you, year one was a year I never imagined in my wildest dreams. But here's the thing... Year one didn't do what I thought it was going to do. Year one was a year of building. It was a year of building me. And what I mean by that is, this past year was me going out there, looking over the edge... and jumping. And I didn't just jump in my personal life, y'all. I jumped in my business life. I jumped with this blog. I jumped all the way around. And I gotta tell y'all... It's been a journey. But it's been a journey that was worth it. When I say I jumped off the edge, starting this blog was one of those jumps. I put myself out there. I put myself on the internet without knowing what was going to happen. I didn't know if anybody was going to read i...

✨ I Think I Need a Minute

Come, come sit with me, grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair... Okay, real talk here... I am so out of sync right now, it isn't even funny. πŸ˜‚ Y'all, my year has been moving soooo fast, putting one leg out to slow it down has NOT been working. πŸ˜‚ Let me start with work. I enjoy my job, but let me tell you, it has gotten even more interesting when you throw in travel... The stories I have about the airport... making sure you have everything you need to travel with, going through security, then you get the rental car and you just never know what you are going to get. πŸ˜‚ And I haven't even started doing my job yet. Okay, you got your first week of travel done and you're on your way back home... HOME. Mmmm... but when you get there, you want to meet up with friends and family because you've been gone. You need to do laundry, and then you need to get ready for your week... This. THIS has been me for the last five months. So I am sitting here today telling...

⭐ What Do They See That You Don't?

Come, come sit with me, grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair. Let me ask you something... Why is it so hard for so many of us to simply say... "Thank you" when someone gives us a compliment? I bet that hits home for a lot of us. Someone says something nice about us and instead of just accepting it, we get uncomfortable. We brush it off, make a joke, change the subject, or immediately come up with a reason why what they're saying isn't really true. Why do we do that? Who taught us that? Was it the fear of sounding arrogant? Did we grow up believing that accepting a compliment somehow meant we were full of ourselves? Was it years of criticism that made praise feel unfamiliar? Or have we spent so much time focusing on our flaws that we've become blind to the good everyone else seems to see? This is just my opinion, but think about this... Maybe the compliment almost isn't the point anymore. Someone says something like, "You...

Crossing Paths ✨

Come, come sit with me, grab yourself a drink, and pull up a chair. 🌹 I hope everyone has been having a great summer so far. The other day, I came across a message that made me stop and think. It simply said: “Sometimes the blessings come in unexpected ways.” The way I interpreted that message might be completely different from the way someone else does. I think that’s the beauty of it—we all bring our own experiences to the words we read. But for me... it had everything to do with people. Maybe it’s because I’ve been travelling a lot lately and meeting all kinds of people. Or maybe it’s because, over the years, I’ve met people who have crossed my path for only a few moments, yet somehow they’ve stayed with me. One memory in particular came back to me. A while ago, I was grocery shopping, picking up the ingredients for supper. I wanted to make salmon, and I found a piece that looked really good, but it was much bigger than I needed. So I asked the lady behind the s...

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