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Posted by on Jul 14, 2013 in Bradley Friends, Children, Choices, Creative, Family, Favorite Things, Friends, Healthy Lifestyle, Inspirational Quotes, Life, Memories, Motherhood, Motivational Posts, Motivational Quotes, Natural Parenting, Parenting, Passion, Philosophy, Quote Of The Day, Random Thought Of The Day, Stay At Home Mom, Summer, sweet whimsy designs, Thought of The Day, Work From Home, Working Mom | 1 comment

My Thoughts, Exactly: 07.14.13

My Thoughts, Exactly: 07.14.13

I love life.

Yesterday at Rochester Brainery Bazaar, I found my second third fourth fifth? calling.

Craft shows.

I’ve always enjoyed attending shows but now I enjoy being an artisan at shows. I enjoy meeting other like-minded people doing creative and interesting things.

Throughout my life, I have sought like-minded people doing creative and interesting things.

In childhood, they became my dearest and oldest friends. In the teen years, they became my most fun, partying friends. In the college years, they became philosophical and thought-provoking friends.

Into adulthood, I have met friends that I wouldn’t have thought would be creative and interesting back in the younger days.

Motherhood brings new creativity and interest. I’ve made natural child-birthing friends, holistic friends, “crunchy” friends, and non-vaccinating friends. I’ve grown fond of lovely friends who, not in a million years, would have crossed paths in the decades before.

Now I enter new friendships. Homeschooling friends and craft show friends. T-Ball friends and neighborhood friends. Creators and artisans, movers and shakers.

I cherish these friends and look forward to the new relationships. Onward and upward!

Hold tight your relationships. Cherish your friends. It is interesting to look at your list of friends (be it a literal list, as on Facebook, or a cerebral list) and see the friends you’ve made over the years, how truly different they all are. It should be that way. That’s the good stuff.

I hope to pass these relationships to my own children, so they can grow and flourish holding the hands of not only us, as family, but their new friends.

The greatest gift is love.

It is only fitting that I end with one of my favorite quotes:

“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”
-Nat King Cole

(*preferably sung Moulin Rouge-style.)

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Posted by on May 23, 2013 in Children, Family, Favorite Things, Featured, Life, Memories, Moderation, Motherhood, Parenting, Random Thought Of The Day, Stay At Home Mom | 0 comments



These nights when nothing really happened, but everything did.

I will remember sitting here, clipping these tiny fingernails as the cacophony of young children’s banter and coos rang through the room like a lovely choir, sometimes.

I will remember our one year-old trying to place various beads from Mardi Gras’ past around her neck as her big sister does, only lacking the skill her big sister possesses.

I will remember snuggling into our son as he reenacts a car crash scene with his little race cars, hearing Jeff Buckley singing “Hallelujah” in the background.

I will remember begging and pleading with our four-and-a-half year-old to pick up her toys – her peg dolls and dress-up shoes, doctor kit and the journal that she sketches in from time to time. And the smile she gives as she attempts to barter, clever to strike a bargain.

I will remember watching those first steps that night. The first steps of our darling daughter, just short of fourteen months old. Oh how they disappear into big girl steps so quickly.

I will remember our oldest asking me to please undo the braid from her hair, the same hair that took four-and-a-half years to grow long enough to braid.

I will remember the kiss and embrace before bed, tonight, every night.

I will remember it all. I have to. I must.

For it will be only a memory.


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