love yourself

 Why I am an anxious 

Worried soul

Who thinks

They must fix everything

And never mess up

Trust and obey

You can’t 

Control anything

So stop

It now

For your 

Own sanity 

Tuesday thoughts

 Thank you for all your love. I don’t know if I will ever be able to repay it this lifetime. Being rebuilt physically will take time, but the mental one may be even longer. And I don’t know how prepared I am to exorcise those demons. The excruciating pain that will come. I’m realizing everyday my mind and body are not set up for immediate gratification or results. Everything and anything takes time. And this child hates waiting. 

So I don’t know what to pray for anymore. I don’t know if its for surrender or just your will be done. I’m in a place I can’t accurately describe. Thank you for listening. Reading. I’m ever grateful. 

Regine

love

 Let me tell you friends. My mind and body are at war with each other. Trying to fight my desire to speed up the process with the need for rest. I know I can’t rush. I just want answers so badly. As my friend told me yesterday, my body is a unicorn. It marches to its own drum. And sometimes I detest its uniqueness. Alas, it is the body I’ve been given. 

If I could ask that you pray that my mind and body be at peace with one another. That my balance improves. Let me tell you if you’ve ever had balance issues, this needs no explanation. Feeling so off-kilter is just making me so mad and sad at the same time. And the fact that I don’t know how it happened or when it will return to baseline is knocking me for a loop. 

With it being MLK Jr. Day, I won’t leave with his quotes. I will leave you with this. Love each other as we have been called by Our Savior. Love when it hurts. Love when it feels good. Just love. 

God Bless you

Regine

Life

 As I watch the Bills lose, I realize that I root for teams that come up painfully short. I don’t regret rooting for these teams. What I have in common with these teams is we have heart, maybe not the killer instinct or the breaks. I realize, however, at the end of the day, that winning a trophy is outward adulation. Why do you Toronto and Buffalo, adept in surviving frozen depths, teach me the most important lessons. Lessons I don’t want to learn, but do anyway. 

It seems like I will always root for the affable loser, than the triumphant victor. I don’t know what that says about me. We losers know how to win where it really counts: LIFE. God, never stops teaching. Let’s hope I never tire of learning. 

God bless you all. I love you. 

Smiles

 Saturday Q and A

What is making you smile?

What are you making?

What are you buying?

What are you reading?

Some unexpected snail mail. You all know the way to my heart

Muffins

Mainly just browsing. Getting inspiration. 

Garden and Gun magazine

Your turn. Go!

Friday feelings

 It is a bone chilling cold kind of day. It’s also therapy day. Time to get working. I know my body will thank me for it later. I’m just grateful. I just have to trust the process. And let me tell you I don’t like the process, but process is what I need. 

Here’s to

Another day

To start over 

And get

It right

Have a beautiful day my lovelies. Hugs. xx. 

What’s it worth?

 Yesterday as I was thrifting, I saw some beautiful pieces. Did I want them?  Yes. Did I get them?  No. I would be able to use them. They would just sit and look pretty. I couldn’t use them. They would collect dust. Nothing else. The shoe is meant to be used not merely admired. 

If you’re wondering, the same applies to faith. It’s not just there to be applauded and congratulated. It’s to be active. Ready to be put into practice as at any moment. If my faith is not in use, it does little to no good. Did I get much sleep last night. No. Instead of God take my worry, I decided to take action in a sleepy haze. Let’s just say, it’s not until I gave it over, did I rest. 

As I was thrifting, I took a look at the prices. After the item in question has been used to a certain, its value plummets exponentially. Thankfully the Lord doesn’t regard His creation the same way. My soul and body have been put through the wringer, and my worth has never declined. What a promise. 

Life isn’t easy

And maybe

That’s the 

Secret to

Its beauty