Love Yourself. Create Your Own Story. #Loveurself
It’s simple; it’s just not always easy. We create our own stories. We can write them in books, design them through art, record them with video, or share them via social media. We simply...
Tagged: love
A #TexaSweet Dinner for Some New Texas Sweet-hearts :: Shrimp with Rio Star Grapefruit Glaze
Love is in the air. Since last fall, my dear friend’s Facebook page has looked much different. Why? Because she fell in love. And it’s. so. sweet. Their love is young, strong and beautiful. She...
Mexican Moms Do Parenting Best – A Daughter’s Love (Guest Post) #MexicanMoms
Feeling God’s love in my heart. Smelling Imari perfume and finding comfort. Seeing mothers and daughters shopping together, laughing together and just simply loving each other. Those are just a few things that remind...
Hooray for cheerleaders and friends
Do you have cheerleaders? I’m not talking about pom-poms and chants. I’m also not talking about “Yes men (or women)”. Tú sabes, the ones that will say yes to anything you say because they fear you...
Seeker (of all things brave)
Wordless Wednesday This one of my Mother’s Day gifts. I fell in love with it! Please visit the artist’s website and learn more about her mission “to create beautiful, meaningful artwork that tells the...
Ingredient: Love – Why I Hope to Teach Kids Confidence #parenting #boymom
“I want my kids to be so full of confidence that in their relationships, love is the only ingredient they are looking for.” I was quick enough to jot this quote down but didn’t...
I am …
I am not my thoughts my opinions my feelings. I am not my past my bad decisions my choices. I am not my fear my challenges my obstacles. I am a mother, I am...
Hello 34
Hello 34 (yes, I’m telling my age) … So this is what you look like; well, here’s what I thought you’d look like … 25 thought you’d have more money in the bank when...
How I Learned About My Unfair Expectations in My Marriage
The unfair expectations I put on my husband became clear when I had to schedule my own oil change for the umpteenth time. It’s true. There was a time that my husband didn’t know...
