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Thursday, November 29, 2012

A Walk in the Woods...

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail--Ralph Waldo Emerson


Adopt the pace of nature; her secret is patience--Ralph Waldo Emerson

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air--Ralph Waldo Emerson



Nothing can bring you peace but yourself--Ralph Waldo Emerson



It's not the length of life, but the depth of life--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Be silly, be honest, be kind--Ralph Waldo Emerson


The earth laughs in flowers--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Just some thinkin' words for today.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Real Me...

I paint a really pretty picture in this little ol' space of mine.

Words that flow together just so; some nice photos to match the words; those photos capture the best times; the words are edited and erased and written again.

The real me has no edit button; no backspace; no do-overs.

The real me is pretty awkward and very clumsy. I embarrass easily and try not to show it, but my flaming red cheeks are a dead giveaway.

Sometimes, I trip over my words, and they come out too fast, and then my cheeks get red again.

The real me feels ugly; both inside and out.

The real me feels like I can never be thin enough, even though the number on the scale never changes. Sometimes I put on my "fat" jeans so I can make sure they still fall off of me even though my "skinny" clothes feel like they're suffocating me.

The real me is pretty weird. Sometimes, I can't believe I landed a husband. I'm sure I'm going to be one of those moms that will embarrass her kids.

The real me feels very inadequate a lot of the time; not worthy to be their mother or his wife. A lot of the time I feel like a huge, embarrassing failure...oh, it's just Jen, oh, that's something Jen would do, oh, good try Jen...even my name irritates me.

The real me is very shy until you get to know me.

The real me feels like I have a note on my forehead telling me some improvement is always required, both inside and out.

The real me has no clue what I'm doing a lot of the time...fake it til you make it is my motto.

The real me wishes I could do something extraordinary with my life; but the other real me bursts my bubble with a pin-prick of logic and brings me back to reality with a thud.

The real me is a big dork, who gets excited about Thursday night T.V., and Friday night pizza nights, and a new scent of shampoo or a new nail polish color.

Sometimes, I don't like the real me...

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Enjoy...

That's what another runner told me on Thanksgiving morning; while we were basking in the warm sun and rolling up our shirt sleeves because we were too hot. I passed him as he was finishing and I was just starting, and we said good morning and he said enjoy.





If only he knew exactly how much I was enjoying that moment; the warm sun; the perfect run; the holiday glow in the coming days.





Enjoy this moment; this right now; this run; the pureness of it; and I kept repeating the word, like my new mantra; enjoy, enjoy, enjoy; Mumford and Sons on repeat; deep breath in; heart thumping; feet stomping; golden rays shining down; enjoy, enjoy, enjoy; sweat dripping; heart singing; leaves crunching; turkey's in the oven; enjoy this.





If I could slow down time, I would.



The number one reason I wanted an iPhone so badly was for the photos, the Instagram, the capturing the little things and enjoying the right nowness of it all.




I scroll through my camera roll (my already insanely huge camera roll) and remember each little moment; the nature walks; the sun rays; the sunsets; the clouds; the smiles; and I can almost hear the laughter coming through the pictures and right into my heart.



So, enjoying...



that's what I'm doing right now.

All photos taken with my iPhone...and linked up with Stasha's Monday Listicles.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving...

Tonight I am grateful for the little things...



A walk in the woods on my favorite running trail with a little girl; a camera; and a gorgeous fall day.


The way this trail winds and weaves me through the most beautiful scenery...


Tonight, I'm thankful for my clean house; my laundry being done; and meal preparations (mostly) complete.

Tonight I'm thankful for the beautiful, warm, sunshiny weather.


I'm thankful for this little blog of mine; where I can sit and reflect and write and tell a story with pictures; a place to freeze these moments to later look back and say remember when?

And always, I am thankful for my family. All of them.

Happy Thanksgiving.



Monday, November 19, 2012

Looking Through the Lens...

To see life through the lens of a camera is a most beautiful thing.



Things I would never have paid attention to before; like the twisted roots of a very old tree; and wondering how long it took them to get that way.



Enjoying the path less traveled...



Experiencing things from a different angle;



a different direction;



a different point of view...



Soaking up the beauty all around and being filled with a sense of peace and contentment.



Doing what you love and loving what you do and finding happiness in the simplest of things.


Finding joy...


and giving thanks...


for this beautiful, messy, sticky, wonderful life.


Happy Monday...

Friday, November 16, 2012

Moments...

Bad moments don't make bad mamas--Lysa Terkeurst, Unglued.



Yesterday was a day; one of those no-good-very-bad days I'd like to erase. I was not patient. I was tired, which is always the cause of my shortness. One child so completely needed my care and attention that the rest fell to the wayside; and I kept saying to myself I am being a really good mama, but to only one of my kids. Cue the guilt followed by sadness and it thankfully turned around by bedtime (too late, I know).



Today is another day, though; a bright sunshiny day with smiles and patience and hopefully enough hugs and kisses to make up for yesterday.


Our scavenger hunt-in-the-woods photos from last weekend. (Second grade spelling of the word "caterpillar").

Some photo outtakes of our Thanksgiving cards....

needless to say, I used none of these photos.

A tattooed girl, who weeks after Halloween still wants to put them on her face.

Sunset photo from Saturday night.



Happy Weekend.



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