Another beautifully crafted post, Erichan! I remember the poem. It depicted your heart very well𥹠So happy you found each other, are still starry eyed and adjusting well to the life together!
For me it doesnât take much to notice beauty around me. (Especially if the weather is lovely)
On the walk this afternoon, the air was crisp and cool breeze gently touched my cheek and the sound of a wind chime was so lovely. I could breathe freely without too much effort. Different heights and all kinds of palm trees were gently swaying. Red, fuchsia, yellow, pink, and coral colored hibiscus were popping up everywhere. Kids surrounded my dog and admired him as they took turn giving him sweet rubs and hugs. I saw my sweet friend pulling into the block so stopped to chat for a second, turned into 20 min. conversation. We both left encouraged and happy for each other.
These are beauty I see all around me- Godâs creationâ€ïž
Hey mama, thanks for taking the time to share. 𥲠This was so sweet to read.
It sounds like the perfect Florida weather! Iâm sure you enjoyed that. And it sounds like Simba did too. ð¶ You have always been tuned into the beauty around you, and that reflects in your art!
Such a beautiful post, Erika - you write so eloquently about everything that matters. I could relate to a lot of it, such as moving into someone else's space rather than starting to paint that metaphorical blank canvas together. I'm so excited for your move, but it comes through loud and clear that wherever you find yourselves, you've got this. ð
Your family is one of my favorite groupings of humans. â€ïž
Love love love that wreath. So impressed.
When I stop long enough to appreciate life's small, delightful things, I find so much goodness. Yesterday, I had the best plain croissant with a delicious cup of coffee at one of my favorite bakeries in Richmond. That was goodness. The countless strangers throughout my life who have so warmly smiled at me...goodness. Again, I need to stop long enough to reflect on these things without being succumbing to the constant pressure to be productive.
Another beautifully crafted post, Erichan! I remember the poem. It depicted your heart very well𥹠So happy you found each other, are still starry eyed and adjusting well to the life together!
For me it doesnât take much to notice beauty around me. (Especially if the weather is lovely)
On the walk this afternoon, the air was crisp and cool breeze gently touched my cheek and the sound of a wind chime was so lovely. I could breathe freely without too much effort. Different heights and all kinds of palm trees were gently swaying. Red, fuchsia, yellow, pink, and coral colored hibiscus were popping up everywhere. Kids surrounded my dog and admired him as they took turn giving him sweet rubs and hugs. I saw my sweet friend pulling into the block so stopped to chat for a second, turned into 20 min. conversation. We both left encouraged and happy for each other.
These are beauty I see all around me- Godâs creationâ€ïž
Hey mama, thanks for taking the time to share. 𥲠This was so sweet to read.
It sounds like the perfect Florida weather! Iâm sure you enjoyed that. And it sounds like Simba did too. ð¶ You have always been tuned into the beauty around you, and that reflects in your art!
Such a beautiful post, Erika - you write so eloquently about everything that matters. I could relate to a lot of it, such as moving into someone else's space rather than starting to paint that metaphorical blank canvas together. I'm so excited for your move, but it comes through loud and clear that wherever you find yourselves, you've got this. ð
Thanks Rebecca! Also, your support of my writing means the world. Truly. ððŒ
As I get older and live in more places, itâs a little easier to be open-minded on how to make somewhere home. ð
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Your family is one of my favorite groupings of humans. â€ïž
Love love love that wreath. So impressed.
When I stop long enough to appreciate life's small, delightful things, I find so much goodness. Yesterday, I had the best plain croissant with a delicious cup of coffee at one of my favorite bakeries in Richmond. That was goodness. The countless strangers throughout my life who have so warmly smiled at me...goodness. Again, I need to stop long enough to reflect on these things without being succumbing to the constant pressure to be productive.
Thank you for sharing yet another wonderful post.