Why Are You Lucky?

Have you ever thought about being lucky? Luck is nothing more than chance but we seem to associate other ideas with the word such as destiny and that implies more action then I think luck would have. However, I do use the phrase a lot to mean blessed. I do know that the people I know who seem to have “all the luck” are those that are generally hopefully about their future, have faith in their dreams, and love those around them. 

So what are the things in your life that makes you lucky? Here are my top 5.

  1. My family and friends
  2. My religion
  3. My home
  4. My knowledge
  5. My health


Thankful Heart

With so many changes happening in our world today; I find myself constantly reflecting on the things that remain constant in my life. While I am excited for my future, I also see how my past has shaped me and I am reminded that I have much to be grateful for. I have shared many places that I have been and places I would like to go but as I write this month’s traveling post I find myself sharing the one place that I always want to be . . . home.

My home has moved locations many times throughout my life. My home has been in rainy places, snowy places and sunny places. It has been by the beach, by the mountains and in the valley. It has been big and small, multi-storied and single, large yard and no yard, driveway and parking space. In all of those things I find no ultimate definition of my home because I believe your home is what you make of it.

My home will always have food on the table for anyone that passes by. There will always be pictures on the wall and good music to listen to. There will always be a place to rest your head but most importantly there will always be love when you walk through the door.

I am grateful I have been entrusted with so much and I hope every day of my life, I am able to give back; to pay it forward. See your life with a thankful heart and you too will see all the beauty and good that is in the world.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone!


There is a Phrase . . .

There is a phrase in Ireland that says, “There is no fireside like your own”. I agree with the sentiment wholeheartedly. I love that I have my own place and that it represents me and all the things that make me happy. I more importantly love sharing it with everyone around me. I love when people come over to visit and they comment about a painting, the holiday decorations or the smell of something cooking. I think it is important to feel the essence of the person as soon as you step over the threshold.

I am very lucky that I get to open my home to a friend for the weekend. Yes we will be out “playing” but at night we will be able to come home and share in my “fireside”. That is very rewarding for me.

So in honor of that and the fact that I have a ton of things to get ready before the friend comes; I am not posting anything but pictures of things that I have made, looked at, or decorated with while in my home.

Come by and see me 🙂


When You Need a Good Walk

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This has been the longest week of my life.
I have felt like this whole week has either been a string of never-ending Saturdays or the worst possible way of saying that I was too sick to go into the office. I am having a hard time wrapping my head around not working. I know that I made the choice to stop working but it also feels like someone pulled the rug out from under me. I have made a point of getting up and getting dressed (although I have only worn makeup once this week) and I have been busy doing things all week but the daily drive of my life over the last ten years is no longer there. It is as if I forgot how to drive stick and I can’t seem to figure out how to shift out of second gear.
Don’t get me wrong; It has been great as well. I have enjoyed a home cooked and eaten at the table breakfast. I love that I have the dog around me all day. I love waking up naturally after 8 hours of sleep to the daylight.I love being able to take care of my errands during daylight hours and not having to race around getting everything done after I finished work and before the places closed. (Thank heavens that Wal-Mart has been open 24 hours all of these years.)
But it is actually all of this that has led me to my weekly five.I know; you are thinking what could it possibly be since it seems as if she is struggling. I will tell you what happened to me on Tuesday this week. I woke up at 7am and was actually refreshed. I was ready to do something and so I decided to go on a walk with the dog. It was a great morning to walk albeit a little cold. I bundled up and we were gone for an hour. We walked through neighborhoods and then followed the road back to the house. All the while there were snow flurries. It was a great walk and it felt good to breath fresh air. (Needless to say, about 15 minutes after I walked into the house a blizzard started up and even forced the snow plow to take a swipe through the neighborhood).*:) happy
I really love to walk. It gives me time outside. It usually forces a great conversation if you are walking with someone and more often than not, it is the best possible way for me to think. I think and think and think and usually find myself having walked a little too far away from the house that the walk back is somewhere between, “seriously?” or “when is it ever going to end?”. I did a lot of thinking on this particular walk and while I don’t have all of life figured out, I felt more hopeful about where things are headed.
So my Friday five is my most favorite places to take a walk.
1. I really love the trail right outside of my current neighborhood. It is the Hobble Creek Canyon Trail and not only is it a great place to walk but it is great to run, bike, skateboard or look at nature with the kids.
2. I have always LOVED this second place and would go back to Kansas City just to be near it again. It is actually where I learned that I loved to run because for once it wasn’t on a track or in the street. It is the City of Overland Park Arboretum and Botanical Gardens.
3. This was a great place to walk and and even better place to  people watch. I grew up as a kid spending a lot of time wondering the beach, pier and neighborhoods. It is Balboa Island in Newport Beach, California.  
4. I really love walking through the city and not feeling like you are in the city. But this place captured my heart the first time I saw it and has been a place that I go back to every time I am in Portland, Oregon. It is Washington Park.
5. This walk is one that I remember ever since being a very little girl. I can’t tell you about how important my conversations used to feel with my grandmother as we walked. To this day, when I need advice, I mentally think about what my grandmother would tell me and I always picture her walking with me through these woods. It is Muir Woods National Monument in Northern California.