I’ve been struggling to find a topic to write about this week.  Now and again, when writer’s block befalls me, I think about decreasing the frequency of my blog posts.  As it stands, I only publish a new post once per week, which doesn’t sound like much- but when I want my posts to be meaningful, helpful, and from-the-heart, once a week takes a lot of mental energy.  I don’t want to give it a half effort; I’m all in, or not at all.

WordPress tells me that I’ve now published 164 times; every Tuesday since May 2012.  And I love it.  I love to put my thoughts out there and I love to hear your feedback.  I love to see the internet grab hold of what I’ve written and run with it.  I love the shares and feedback and likes, and I especially love the “administrative approval” I have before comments can be published.  I welcome dialogue and differing opinions, but it’s my blog and my rules and I won’t tolerate rudeness.  Thank you very much ‘Yes, I Paint my Son’s Fingernails.’

But back to my original struggle.  What to write about?

Well, the overwhelming feeling in my life right now is gratitude.  So I will write about that.

As much of a planner as I am (after all, I am a Type A through and through), I’ve never been a person with a clear vision of my future.  I wasn’t the little girl who dreamed about her wedding day, I went to University unsure of my next steps, and even now, I find it hard to see beyond the next couple of years.  But what I do know is that I am ever-so-thankful for right now.

“Live in the moment,” they say. live-in-the-moment “Make every day count,” they say. Make every day count I am and I do.  A friend who recently moved into a new house told me, “I wake up every morning and literally say a thank-you because I’m so thankful to be living where I live.”  That statement really stuck with me, because I do the same.  Gratitude surrounds me when I wake up to smiling-kid faces or my 6am crew and it sticks with me through daily life, and daily work, and evenings with my husband.  I’m grateful for my health and my family and my friends.  And I’m oh-so-grateful for today.

Happy Tuesday!

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***As an aside, my hours at Burlington Sports & Spine Clinic have increased:  

MONDAY  1:30pm-7:30pm
TUESDAY  9:30am-1:30pm
WEDNESDAY  1:30pm-5:30pm
FRIDAY  1:30pm-7:30pm
SATURDAY  9:45am-1:30pm

‘Children Learn What They Live’

I first saw the poem ‘Children Learn What They Live’ written on the wall of my doctor’s office nearly a decade ago.  Single and childless, the only childhood I was familiar with was my own.  But lately, as I watch the day-to-day moments, both mundane and miraculous, of my children’ lives, I find myself thinking about this poem.

It’s stuck with me.  It’s resonated.  It’s made me think.  Perhaps it will do the same for you.


If a child lives with criticism,
 he learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility,
 he learns to fight.

If a child lives with fear,
 he learns to be apprehensive.

If a child lives with pity,
 he learns to feel sorry for himself.

If a child lives with ridicule, 
he learns to be shy.

If a child lives with jealousy,
 he learns what envy is.

If a child lives with shame,
 he learns to feel guilty.

If a child lives with encouragement, 
he learns to be confident.

If a child lives with tolerance,
he learns to be patient.

If a child lives with praise,
 he learns to be appreciative.

If a child lives with acceptance, 
he learns to love.

If a child lives with approval, 
he learns to like himself.

If a child lives with recognition,
 he learns that it is good to have a goal.

If a child lives with sharing, 
he learns about generosity.

If a child lives with honesty and fairness, 
he learns what truth and justice are.

If a child lives with security,
 he learns to have faith in himself and in those about him.

If a child lives with friendliness, 
he learns that the world is a nice place in which to live.

If you live with serenity, 
your child will live with peace of mind.

With what is your child living?

~Dorothy Law Nolte


So let’s fill our homes with encouragement and tolerance, praise and acceptance, approval and recognition, sharing and honesty, fairness and security, friendliness and serenity.  Let’s make our kids confident and patient, appreciative and loved, ambitious and generous, conscientious and trusting, friendly and peaceful.  I’m off to get started…


People and Memories and Love

Happy-Friendship-day-2013It was Friendship Day at the beginning of August and Best Friends Day in June.  Yes, you read that right.  But in amongst the busy-ness of our lives, friendship can fall by the wayside…. if we let it.

Dear Friend:

I know you are busy, I’m busy too.  I know that life is crazy and that schedules are hectic and that work is nuts.

To my overwhelmed, overworked friend: I can see that you’re struggling.  Let me help.  Talk to me.  Can we meet for a coffee?  Can we go for a walk?  Can we get our kids together and watch their innocent enjoyment of life?  Their oblivious fun?  Their unapologetic laughter?

Remember that time before careers and mortgage payments and children?  Remember feeling carefree?  And content?  And full of hope and excitement?  That’s the friend I remember.

Friendship needs two people to work, for one-way streets only lead to dead ends.  Where have you gone Friend?  Come back before it’s too late.  Come back before more time goes by and you look back and wonder where that time has gone by to.  That time is right in front of you now- today is here.

Think big picture, not small picture.  Don’t get caught up in the minutiae of life.  The big picture is people and memories and love. 

This advice may be unsolicited, Friend, and perhaps even unwanted.  It may be shunned and overlooked and ignored.  But it needs to be said, because I miss you Friend.  I really do.  And actions speak louder than words.  A phone call speaks louder than Facebook and Twitter, and yes, even a Blog.

Let’s talk.  Because I miss you Friend.  I really do.

With love from,

Your Friend.