Ahhhš Itās 6am and I am awake before everyone else. I have the house to myself, and Iām ready to enjoy my hot cup of coffee. I love my baby, but ā¦
It doesnāt matter if itās to a human or to a pet.
Honestly, some would disagree, but Iād have to say the goodbyes to our pets arenāt half as difficult as saying goodbye to our closest family members.
But truly, I do understand if youād like to argue that point because they are like family, too.
Yet, Iām not prepared today to argue.
Iām not ready today to put up a fight, even in jest.
My heart is broken as I say goodbye.
Our little friend was a good and gentle creature.
He was the most docile cat Iād ever met in my life.
And our son had practically taught him to be a dog. (Lol)
Every time youād come home, heād be there to greet you, and as soon as you stepped on the walkway, heād plop over to get a belly rub.
He was quite the character, meowing in protest if you left him out too long or maybe didnāt get him in before the rain.
He was like an old man on cold, misty days, not wanting to get up and go beyond his warm bed.
He was like a small child, ready to come to you, yet skittish if your boots were too loud or had rustling papers in hand when you reached to pet him.
I felt almost silly crying over a cat this morning, but goodbyes are never easy, no matter who you are.
And I do believe his brother will miss him, tooā¦
To everything there is a season, time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to dieā¦
Your journey may not look like someone elseās, and it may feel youāre all alone.
Just keep walking.
Your path may seem hard and unachievable, with a rocky, uneven, treacherous terrain.
But just keep walking.
Your heart may be racing; your legs may be failing, and you may be breathless.
But just keep walking.
Keep walking toward your goal.
Keep walking toward your joy, your peace.
Keep walking toward your brighter tomorrow.
Never return to the abuse, the turmoil, the destruction.
Run away from the toxic attempts to reclaim your soul.
Run away from the confusion and dysfunction.
Run away from the vicious lies and conceit that thirst for your demise.
Never look back to the broken shards of those shattered dreams.
The you who was there is no more.
The you who was then can never be again.
Those expectations, desires and demands canāt fit you anymore.
Youād be as a butterfly crumbling her wings to fit back in the cocoon .
Your heart would be as the bird clipping her flight to crawl back inside the shell.
Your mind would become as the prisoner who once tasted freedom then slammed the prison door and became insane.
Just keep walking toward your hope that has become today.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you, says the Lord, and I will bring you back from your captivity; I will gather you from all the nations and from all the places where I have driven you, says the Lordā¦
Said to possibly be the oldest oak in Florida (Tampa area).
When you stop growing, you start dying
No matter your age, no matter your limitations
No matter your intelligence or your pedigree
Life and death is a choice we have
Growth or stagnation is our decision
What will you decide today?
So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, rootedand built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.
The old adage says, āStop and smell the roses.āļæ¼
And I like to add, āStop and smell and then, count the roses.ā
When you stop and encounter the beauty, it causes you to pause and reflect.
Yet, when you stop, encounter, and inhale, you not only pause and reflect, but it causes you to also embrace the reflection.
So, I wonder how many roses do we actually stop to count?
Take a minute to pause today. Or take a few more.
Smell the fragrance.
Reflect on the beauty.
And then, look around you and embrace all of its majesty.
So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not worry, saying, āWhat shall we eat?ā or āWhat shall we drink?ā or āWhat shall we wear?ā For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
There was a girl who got through the day with routines, laughter. and some memes...chores, laughs, smiles, and some cats...food, naps, plus coffee too...then yoga for the win... a warm bath, some books, and You Tubešŗ-hdtjš
My journey didnāt stop with mere time travel or writing; it led me to become one of the most sought-after empaths, a soulful psychic who reads the hidden depths of the human spirit. Iāve been blessedāor perhaps burdenedāwith an ability that allows me to feel the emotions of people from every corner of time.
I am a licensed psychologist based in Greece. My love for housekeeping has inspired me to create this blog about home management and family relationships. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing!
Dedicated to movie nerdom, nostalgia, and soul invigoration. In the late 90s, I worked at Blockbuster Video where they let me take home two free movies a day. I caught up on the classics and reviewed theatrical releases for Denver 'burbs newspapers and magazines. Today, while raising two young, beautiful daughters with my amazing wife, I look forward to anything rated R and not Bluey. Comments and dialogue encouraged!