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My Little Victory

I came across this quote the other day:

The difference between who you are and who you want to be is what you do. 

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I’ve adopted this as my mantra.

When I turned 50, I promised myself that I’d make an effort to get in shape, to be a healthier me.  Only, the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months and 2017 became 2018.   I could see my fifty-first year on the horizon and I was quite disappointed with myself.  After all, I have a goal of living to be at least 103 years old.  But, poor health choices were sending me down an entirely different road.

Today begins week six of the health and wellness challenge that I promised myself I would complete.  After five weeks of making healthier food choices and doing some strength and cardio training, I’m happy to say that I’m on my way to becoming the person I want to be.   I’ve lost weight and inches and have more energy.

Making progress feels so much better than making excuses.

So – this is me having a little victory moment!

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I hope you experience a victory of your own this week!

Take care.

-Deb

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reflection and change

As you all know – I took a break from writing, blogging, and twitter.  I’d stop by occasionally but for the most part – I didn’t bother.  I can’t say that about Instagram.  While I might not have posted too often, I would visit daily and I found a lot of beauty on my feed.  I loved that.  

I turned fifty in 2017.  It wasn’t traumatic.  It was in many ways, just another birthday.  But for a person who has a goal of being a centenarian, fifty is a possible midway point.   And that was cause for reflection.

My life has been blessed.  Oh, I’ve suffered my share of bumps and bruises along the way but the good has outweighed the bad.  That is something for which to be grateful.

Changes, however, needed to happen.

I embraced a more minimalist approach to life.  Don’t get me wrong – I still like my stuff – but it’s amazing how much you can part with.  There’s less clutter in my closets.  There’s more room in my cabinets.  After all, most of the time stuff is just stuff.  

My health has become more important.  Getting up thirty minutes earlier to exercise isn’t the sacrifice I thought it would be.  It’s more of a gift to myself.  It’s me telling myself that I am worth the effort.

I took photography classes at the local community college.  

I decided to start writing in my journal again.  Journaling has never lasted because quite honestly, I’d get bored with the whole “my day was”…   This time I invested in a book of weekly prompts.  It’s helping! 

I knew that writing would again be in my future so I carried my laptop in to be serviced.  I had saved the two stories I was working on along with a ton of pictures I’d taken to a thumb drive.  I told the computer tech to wipe my computer.    A couple of days later, I was up and running.

The time came.  I felt like I was ready, that the fountain within had started trickling once more.  I inserted my thumb drive and nothing.  I tried another – no books – no pictures.  And a third thumb drive revealed the same.

Frustrating – yes.  That’s a lot of work gone.

The end of the world – nope. 

I’m not sure what happened.  Did I misplace the thumb drive or did something go wrong when I saved?  I just don’t know.  Fortunately, I had printed off most of one story so over the next few weeks, I’ll be retyping and making some much-needed changes as I go.

I guess that’s life – It doesn’t always go the way we plan and that’s okay.  It’s still good!

Here’s wishing you a wonderful week!

-Deb

 

 

 

 

 

Hello! It’s Me Again!

 

 

I haven’t been on social media much over the past year.  Outside of sharing images on Instagram, I’ve pretty much avoided the whole scene.  I grew tired of all the nastiness that seemed to pop up everywhere.  I couldn’t get past how vicious some people could be.  The trolls were making me lose my faith in humanity.  So – I stepped back.  I took a much-needed break and I refocused my energies.

Volunteering with the homeless shelter reminded me of all my blessings.

Seeing my husband retire from his job as a law enforcement officer filled me with gratitude.  After years of calls – he came home.  Safely.

Photography classes reminded me that the world is beautiful – as are most people.

After being stuck in an office all week, I treasure the time I have outdoors.  This weekend the weather was perfect for getting out the camera and having a little shutter time.

One of my favorite places to visit is the New Hanover Arboretum.   I find it so relaxing. The flowers, the water feature, the animals – they all work together to take visitors to another place far away from troubles and worries – to a place where imagination rules and happiness abounds.arboretum 1

Here’s wishing you a wonderful day!  May happiness find you!

-Deb

Note:  I wasn’t the recipient of the nastiness – just an observor who felt heartsick at what I witnessed.

 

 

It’s been a while…

And I don’t know where the time went.

It started with me needing a little break from social media.  I thought a week or two might give me a reprieve.  But those couple of weeks turned into a couple of months and then some.  I never imagined my little break would last quite so long.

In that time, I traveled to New York City – tried some street food (not too shabby), visited Chinatown and made my way around on the subway.  A nice visit but not in any hurry to go back. (Mark one off the bucket list.)

arches-national-park-1I also made a trip to Utah – visited Arches National Park (Wow!) and realized that Utah may be the most random place I’ve ever been.  As we drove down an interstate – in the middle of nowhere – we watched someone parachute onto a field along side of the highway.  And the terrain – seriously, it was like driving into an old movie.  I half expected to see cowboys and wagon trains.

Then there’s school.  I started taking some night classes at the community college. Nothing crazy – just some photography and Photoshop classes.  It’s been challenging. As Albert Einstein said, “The more I learn, the more I realize how much I don’t know.”

I took a hiatus from writing.  It’s been months since I’ve done more than jot down a potential scene or two.  Instead of being an escape, writing became work – and that sapped all the joy from the process.

I’ve got two grandsons now – Bodie (Bo) and Jaxon (Jax).   It doesn’t seem that long ago that I was sitting in my high school English class discussing the Canterbury Tales. It’s crazy how time flies.

Maybe it’s the age thing – knowing that 50 is only a couple months away – but time is becoming a much more precious commodity.  Spending that time in the real world has held much more appeal than hanging out in the twitter-sphere.

So – that’s an abridged version of what’s been going on in my life.  It’s been busy but good.

I’ve missed reading your posts and I’ll try to stop by a little more frequently.

Y’all take care.

 

 

Quiet Time

Hello everyone!

If you follow my blog, you know that I go through periods where I’m posting every week and then it’s like I hit a brick wall and I don’t have much to say.  This is true in my personal life as well – I’m all about being with others – until I’m not…  The quieter you become the more you can hear.

I call it my quiet time.

It happens periodically.   Part of me needs my space, a break if you will.  And I retreat to that place within.  And I let the balm of solitude sooth my soul.

And after a while, my batteries recharge.

And the world calls to me…

And I’m ready to answer.

To be honest, I’m still feeling pretty quiet.  But I did want to let you know I’m thinking of you and I hope all is well in your lives.

-Deb