My home is a sanctuary from stress from the outside world.
But I have several spots in my home where I can retreat.
My favorite chair.
Yes, my kitchen.
My kitchen is where I can be creative, confident, caring for my family.
I can lose myself while creating a meal, testing a new recipe, or planning a menu.
It’s where my family gathers, and great memories are made.
Do you have a place where you retreat?
Your stress free place, your sanctuary can be anywhere you are at peace.
Letting go, and reaching forward one rung at a time.
Every day is a better day.
The water may be over my head, but today I reminded myself that I am strong, capable, and up to the challenge.
One thing I’ve always been good at is planning and strategy.
So attacked my lists, and began an aggressive prospecting plan.
Bold is the new attitude. 2020 is going to be a very bold and big year. I’m just starting a little early.
Photographer Murat Öztürk captured this amazing photo. A red ant grabbing a yellow jacket is an amazing visualization of fighting back.
I kinda imagine that ant thinking to himself “oh, Hell no. I’m getting you now.”
Celebrating the Warrior spirit.
It doesn’t matter that your tired
It doesn’t matter what you’ve done.
Can’t sit on your success
Who cares what you have won?
The CEO screams
Is today’s Shit.
Go out and win again.
The scream stays in your brain
And you wonder if you can.
When everything becomes nothing,
What becomes everything again?
Who is “they?”
Why do “they” get to say?
When does a win become nothing?
Why does a win become nothing?
Who is driving?
Who gets to say?
If you have the steering wheel,
Drive it your own way.
Original by Wendy 8/18/19
When the wind blows through the bowers,
The north wind rattles and rakes the flowers.
The sun is hot but the wind blows cold.
The green is new.
The earth is old.
Art, travel, death, introspection, an amazing loss of activity on the blog. My worst year since 2013, by far.
More readers (many thanks to the pest control folks in Australia), but fewer likes, comments, views, visits, and interest.
The question is, to continue, or not to continue?
Nobody left from my parent’s generation for my niece and nephew.
Just me and my brother for our generation from our family.
I woke up today thinking of my niece and nephew. They may not have grandparents, but they have an Aunt Wendy.
I found some fun costumes for play on Amazon and sent them out.
My niece M modeling the chefs costume I sent out. She’s a very serious cook!
I saw this on Pinterest this morning and it hit home with me.
So much of my life decisions can be traced back to not so great experiences that I decided that I either didn’t want to repeat, or pass on.
My parenting style for example, while not perfect, was developed by not wanting to make the same mistakes that my parents made. I was really candid with my boys once they graduated from high school about my mistakes as I saw them, and asked them to forgive me and learn from them. It was really cool moment in our relationships.
My marriage has been specifically designed to keep at bay the mistakes my parents made. We are doing just fine making our own dumb mistakes.
I got into the mortgage business after I bought my first house, and knew that I could do 100% better job than the loan officer who did my loan. 26 years later, I’m still in the business, and I’m still getting better at it.
I think about how many times I’ve been in a situation, and I get a vision of how it could be improved, and what I would do differently.
Life is full of lessons and unaware teachers.
Let’s all be insanely interesting.