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✨ 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...

✨ 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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