Tag: #living

Olympic Day Date: More Than Just Medals

Who knew watching people run, play basketball, and breakdance could be such a perfect recipe for a day date? Well, let me tell you, it is.


An impromptu casual get-together with this nice man, with the promise of good food and even better company. But throw in the Olympics? It was like adding a sprinkle of gold to an already perfect plan.


We found ourselves falling into an easy rhythm of conversation. It was like we’d known each other for years. So we chatted and discussed what to do since he shared that the day wasn’t completely planned but he wanted to spend time with me. I appreciated the thought and his offer to treat me like a Queen.


After we did a little shopping, we retreated to his place for the main event: the 2024 Olympics. His living room was the perfect setting – big comfy couch, big screen, a furry companion and just the right amount of natural light. As the US Men’s basketball game unfolded, we cheered, groaned, and analyzed performances with equal enthusiasm. It was amazing how something as simple as watching TV could feel so tête-à-tête and fun.


We’d pause the action for little bursts of conversation, learning more about each other with every passing minute. And then, just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, he surprised me with homemade dessert.


As the evening drew to a close, I found myself feeling relaxed. The Olympics had provided the perfect backdrop for a day filled with laughter, good food, and even better company. Sometimes, the simplest impromptu plans are the best ones. And this Olympic day date was definitely a winner. He might just have earned a spot later for a second date due to his hospitality, manners, and conversation.


Have you ever had a date that completely surprised you? Share your stories in the comments!

The Foundation of Strong Relationships

We often jump straight into the exciting parts of a relationship: the sparks, the butterflies, the whirlwind romance. But like any well-constructed building, love requires a solid foundation. And that foundation is built with each layer essential for the overall structure.


At the base is honesty. It’s the cornerstone, the unwavering truth that holds everything together. Without honesty, trust is impossible.


Trust is the next layer. It’s the safety net that allows us to feel secure and vulnerable. With trust comes emotional security, the belief that we’re seen, heard, and valued. It’s the fertile ground where intimacy can grow.


Intimacy isn’t just physical. It’s the deep connection, the shared vulnerability, the knowing glances and unspoken words. It’s the foundation upon which sexual attraction can flourish.


And finally, there’s the physical connection, the spark that ignites the flame. But without the previous layers, it’s like building a house on sand. It might look impressive at first, but it won’t withstand the storms.


It’s a journey, definitely not a destination. Building a strong relationship takes time, equal effort, and a willingness to be open and honest. Remember, love is a verb. It’s an action, a choice, a commitment. It’s about nurturing the connection, day by day, brick by brick.

Finding Serenity at Lake Junaluska

My kids are gone and I needed a change of scenery, a chance to breathe.  That’s how I found myself at Lake Junaluska, a place whispered about with hushed reverence.


Nestled in the Blue Ridge Mountains, Lake Junaluska is more than just a pretty picture.  It’s a haven of tranquility, a place where the gentle rhythm of the lake whispers promises of peace.  Fresh mountain air filled my lungs, replacing the stale smog that had settled on my soul.


The day unfolded in a slow, calming dance.  The morning began with gentle yoga on the dew-kissed grass, the rising sun painting the sky in hues of hope.  A long walk along the lake’s edge became a moving meditation, the rhythmic sound of water lapping at the shore a soothing balm for my troubled mind.The evening was filled with quiet reflection, curled up with a good book in my cozy room in the inn. 


Lake Junaluska isn’t just about the breathtaking scenery, though that certainly plays a part.  It’s about the community, a gentle tapestry woven from threads of kindness and understanding.  A simple conversation with a fellow guest, a shared smile with a stranger passing by – these tiny connections reminded me that I wasn’t alone on this journey.


As I leave this haven of peace, I carry with me a renewed sense of hope.  The mountains may be fading in the rearview mirror, but the serenity they instill lingers within.


Healing is always possible, sometimes in the most unexpected places.  So, if you’re searching for a place to mend your heart, a place to reconnect with yourself, I urge you to consider the magic of Lake Junaluska.  It might just be what your soul needs.

The Gentle Art of Giving: Why Caring for Others Mends My Broken Pieces

There’s something about taking care of others that fills me with silent joy. Maybe it’s the way a warm cup of soup chases away their sniffles, or the sight of their eyes crinkling with a smile after a listening ear. Whatever it is, nurturing others has become a cornerstone of my life.


But here’s the thing: for a long time, I didn’t realize why this act brought me such peace. It wasn’t just about being a good friend or family member. It was about a deeper healing within myself.
You see, somewhere along the way, I missed out on receiving the kind of care I craved. Maybe it was a lack of emotional support, or perhaps unfulfilled needs in my younger years. Whatever the reason, a part of me yearned to feel cherished and nurtured.


And then, I discovered the magic of giving. By showing up for a friend going through a tough time, or simply offering a shoulder to cry on, I was unknowingly filling a void within myself.
It’s like this: when I care for others, I’m showing myself what I wish I had received.  The compassion, the empathy, the act of simply being there – these become a balm for my own unhealed wounds.


It doesn’t erase the past, but it allows me to rewrite my internal narrative. I’m no longer the one waiting to be taken care of, but someone strong enough to offer care.  And in that act of giving, I find a piece of myself I never knew was missing.


This doesn’t mean I neglect my own needs. Self-care is still crucial. But taking care of others has become a way for me to practice self-love in a different form. It’s a reminder that kindness, compassion, and nurturing are powerful tools, not just for others, but for ourselves as well.


So, the next time you find yourself drawn to help someone, take a moment to appreciate it. Maybe, just maybe, you’re not just helping them, but nurturing a part of yourself that needs a little extra TLC.

Squad Goals: My Besties Showed Up for My Daughter’s Birthday Dinner (and It Meant the World)

Birthdays are a big deal in our house if you haven’t noticed already, especially for my little ones. My daughter wanted a fun dinner with her favorite people: her family and, of course, her “aunties” (and “uncle”), and cousins – my amazing best friends and their children.


Life can get hectic, and with busy schedules, I wasn’t sure if everyone would be able to make it so last minute. But as luck would have it, my friends rearranged their evenings, juggled pet sitting duties, and braved rush hour traffic to be here.


The moment they walked in, the smiles on my daughter’s face lit up the room. It was pure joy. We feasted on chicken, rice, green beans, mashed potatoes, rolls, salad, cake and ice cream, laughed until our sides hurt, and reminisced about old times. But beyond the birthday fun, what truly touched me was their presence. It’s a beautiful thing to have friends who show up for you, not just for the big milestones, but for the everyday moments too.


Seeing my daughter surrounded by these incredible people who love and support her – that’s the kind of birthday memory that will stay with her forever. And for that, I’m eternally grateful. 🫶🏾

Happy 14th Birthday Sunshine!

I can’t believe you’re already a teenager! It feels like just yesterday you were a little girl, and now you’re blossoming into a young woman.


I’m so proud of the kind, compassionate, and intelligent person you’re becoming. You have a bright light that shines wherever you go, and I can’t wait to see what incredible things you accomplish.


To celebrate this special day, we’re off on an adventure to Busch Gardens and Water Country USA! I can’t wait to see the joy on your face as we ride the roller coasters, splash around in the water park, and make more unforgettable memories together.


Have a fantastic birthday, my love! I hope it’s filled with laughter, thrills, and everything that makes you happy.


Love always,
Mum

Finding My Calm: Choosing Peace

People mean well. “Therapy?” they ask. “Maybe some medication to sleep?” I appreciate the concern, but this time feels different. This time, I crave a different kind of healing.


Instead of reaching for a sleeping aide, I’m focusing on regaining inner peace. It’s not a walk in the park. Some nights, the silence screams memories, and anger threatens to erupt. But slowly, I’m incorporating practices that bring a sense of calm.


Meditation offers a 20-minute sanctuary each morning. I focus on my breath, not erasing the pain, but acknowledging it and letting it go. Time spent outdoors is my grounding force. The fresh air, sunshine, and rhythm of my steps against the vastness of the sky put things in perspective. Journaling has become a release. On paper, I pour my heart out – the good, the bad, the ugly. It allows me to process emotions and start making sense of it all. Laughter truly is the best medicine. Spending time with my children and friends, reminiscing and creating new memories, reminds me of the love and support that surrounds me.


It’s a journey, not a destination. There will be good days and bad days. But by choosing peace over a prescription, I’m taking control of my healing. I’m allowing myself to feel the emotions, but I’m also actively choosing practices that nurture my well-being.


So, if you’re going through a tough time and considering medication, I urge you to explore all your options. There’s a power in finding peace within yourself, a strength that comes from embracing the journey, not numbing the pain.