Finding encouraging words today is difficult because so many hearts are still heavy and broken over recent events.

I won’t speak of tragedies today because there are far too many of late to comprehend.

I won’t try to guess, make sense of , … or operate in a space of bewilderment  because at times life’s viciousness is inescapable.

Fear is a one-size-fits-all cloak,  an uncertainty  ready to wrap its dark blanket around anyone willing to accept its covering — truly a one-way trip to hopelessness I’m not willing to take.

So, let me say this:

  • Stand where you are.
  • Never allow the uncertainties of life to throw you off balance because it’s your balance that tips the scales in your favor.
  • Live every moment, whether good or bad, to its fullest capacity because it’s only within these parameters that we learn to value life.
  • Truly love yourself, so you can truly love your neighbor. In this we honor GOD.

Happy Day!

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Keep doin’ what you love!
[yellow_box]Motivation Mondays is a series I started to share encouragement with other moms. Motherhood is not easy, and I don’t believe that anyone should have to walk this path alone.  I use my past struggles as well as triumphs as a backdrop for my writing in the hope that just as others have helped me along the way, you will find something beneficial to carry along with you throughout your week. I believe that community is important as well as honesty and transparency. Want to chat? Send me an email: littlekidsgrow (a) gmail (dot) com. My welcome mat is always at the door.[/yellow_box]




[red_box] Hey Everyone! I’m also hanging out with the super fantastic Michelle from Sewing Rocks! today. She’s a super sweet new blogger that’s doing a series on sewing machines. Make sure you stop by to say “hi” after reading this post. [/red_box]

Where are you sitting on your Happy Meter today?

Conquering Fears

I did something this weekend that absolutely terrified me . . .well, initially anyway.

Let me give you some background first. A couple of weeks ago, the pastor from my childhood church asked if I would do a creative dance for a women’s program that they were having. Without giving it too much thought, I said yes, and then joked a little about not being as young as I used to be, but that I’d be honored to do it.

It wasn’t until I hung up the phone that I realized what I’d done. (more…)

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