Step into her shoes and walk the life she's living and if you get as far as she, just maybe you will see how strong she really is. Faith is first, her family is her everything and her story is her unique own.

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Saturday, January 21, 2012

Me, You.

Here I sit with relaxed shoulders to type with... down to my arms, hands, and fingers all at ease against the keyboard tonight. I have had a couple of breaks without my babies that I took some quality advantage of to myself, for myself. Taking time for myself is not something I have ever been very good at. It's something I will always have to work at I've learned. Sometimes us women, even us men fail to remember ourselves and our needs. I tend to get wrapped up in others being a mother and a nurse so much that sometimes I just forget about my own self. It's because I love my family, the people that I take care of and would do just about anything for others if they needed it. When I remember that person that does those things, it's always so nice.

It was a gorgeous day out today... I ran my miles and spent the afternoon on the soccer field with my dear boys. I was so excited about my evening to myself that I packed all of my things up during the last game too early and I didn't realize that the whistle blow was only marking half-time until one of the other mom's asked where I was going so soon. I needed some new boots... and I found them. They were perfect and just what I wanted. Those mushroom colored beauties stared at me right when I walked into my very first store. It was the classic sign of a great shopping day, which don't always come when you want them to. It was the type where you have to leave the mall soon before too much damage was done. I found something even better to indulge in after that: continue partaking in this beautiful day. My sunroof was wide open, windows down, and music up. The 72 degrees whipping through my blonde locks and sun kissing my cheeks made me feel more than that smile I was wearing... and it wasn't from my laugh after I saw what it did to my hair. I then had the 13th hour of a shift, manipulative people, parenting stressors, and fatigued muscles forced out of my shoulders where I tend to carry some things. I had to follow that wonderful massage with my couch and Julia Roberts in my new blu-ray player. The lingering lavender made me drift off to a nap... so peaceful. I love me some peace.

I find that when I remember myself I'm even better at my passions. Life adds up and sometimes you need a time-out. Here's to me... to you... and to the "me" day, evening, morning, or moment we take for ourselves... we are worth it!

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