Flower Girl

Some days I miss my Mom. This time of year her gardenia bushes would begin to bloom. One day I was at her house and she said she wanted to be a flower girl. The older I get the more I appreciate her as a Mom.
 

I'm tired of being an adult. If I haven't learned, created, accomplished, or improved something by now then I accept that I'm the best adult I'll be. I have made a life as a responsible adult. My intention to leave things a little better than I found them is set. I'm ready to accept myself just as I am and give up being "better."

I want to live like a mermaid gliding smoothly through life appreciating the magic of ordinary things. I am living a simple, quiet life swimming no further than my own little cove.  I probably will not become a mermaid but, I can live a bit like a mermaid. And I do like eating fish.

Quiet Times

Is it Christmas time already?  Gone are big, decorated trees, big presents, and big family get-togethers. Now Christmas is peaceful and quiet. Small gifts of pinecones and candy canes are full of joy. Our lives are divided into times of high school, college, young children, grown children, pets, houses, jobs, and more. My time now is slow and quiet. I think I was always meant to be in this quiet time. I appreciate the noisy times of life because I did things and met people. Now I enjoy my quiet time with my garden, my books, and my TV shows.  

"You need to get out of your rut." Why?
I made my rut doing what I like. It's a good rut for me.