Monday, February 10, 2014
41/365 • I love the band Rancid
41/365 • Things that make me smile: pandas, Rancid, piano music, taxis, the Beatles, hugs, a clean house, Pen's style, Kelton quoting books not movies, morning shakes, texts from John, tribe, Ryan, trax, the green skull ranch, breakfast food, tramp stamps, stormy mornings, anime, record players, showers, date nights and long drives. #365daysofgratitude
Friday, February 7, 2014
38/365 • weaving my tapestry
When I was a child I would imagine a few crones, who have mastered the art of spinning the thread of life, weaving my tapestry.
As I grow, I have started to appreciate the things that put together this picture that stays. Threads of happy summers, sad break-ups, stubbed toes, unquenchable laughter, my tribe, rainstorms, learning new things, heartache, hugs, the warmth of smiles, goods books, and good cries.
Some of the brilliant weaves shine so bright that it hurts to look at. Other sections are dark enough that they find and take every breath I have; consumed by the richness of color.
I try often weaving parts of my own tapestry. I know that I have tried to reweave parts of it as well. Today I find myself surrendering to the threads that I did not place. The pieces of my picture and myself, which are a byproduct of other things. Regardless of origin, these things are a part of me and they make my picture.
I wonder how long it took the crones to become master at spinning this thread.
Love, Mimi
38/365 • I'm am grateful for being alive. #365daysofgratitude
As I grow, I have started to appreciate the things that put together this picture that stays. Threads of happy summers, sad break-ups, stubbed toes, unquenchable laughter, my tribe, rainstorms, learning new things, heartache, hugs, the warmth of smiles, goods books, and good cries.
Some of the brilliant weaves shine so bright that it hurts to look at. Other sections are dark enough that they find and take every breath I have; consumed by the richness of color.
I try often weaving parts of my own tapestry. I know that I have tried to reweave parts of it as well. Today I find myself surrendering to the threads that I did not place. The pieces of my picture and myself, which are a byproduct of other things. Regardless of origin, these things are a part of me and they make my picture.
I wonder how long it took the crones to become master at spinning this thread.
Love, Mimi
38/365 • I'm am grateful for being alive. #365daysofgratitude
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
35/365 Winter
I had to pause when getting into my car this morning. The large fluffy snowflakes were drifting so softly. I held my breath and listened the the quiet that snow brings, even in the busy morning hours. Sometimes I find myself woven into the beauty of winter. #cleanair #peaceful #curvylikeasnowflake #ilovemylife #365daysofgratitude 35/365
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
28/365 • GratiTuseday
28/365 • GratiTuseday:
Pen learning how to spell her name, Kel getting good at multiplication, Google reminding me how to do long division, pink hair, doctors, broccoli, hugs, drawing, Megan, art shows, my cousin Jerica, tiny things, being able to hear, my car, giggles, tiny toes, soft blankets, dishes, hot tea, working lungs, clean air, cuddling, cherry chocolates, J Looney, high heels, work, soft kisses, heartbeats, nail polish, love languages, fuzzy socks and my Dad.
Pen learning how to spell her name, Kel getting good at multiplication, Google reminding me how to do long division, pink hair, doctors, broccoli, hugs, drawing, Megan, art shows, my cousin Jerica, tiny things, being able to hear, my car, giggles, tiny toes, soft blankets, dishes, hot tea, working lungs, clean air, cuddling, cherry chocolates, J Looney, high heels, work, soft kisses, heartbeats, nail polish, love languages, fuzzy socks and my Dad.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
23/365 Jeni
I am thankful for my cousin Jeni.
"My
dear cousin's battle with breast cancer ended early this morning. In one
of the last real conversations I had with Jeni she started to talk
about her children, how hard it was to watch them grieving knowing that
her declining health was the cause of their grief. "I want to fix it,
she said, the words catching a little in her throat, her eyes filling
with tears, "but it's because I'm dying that
they are sad and I can't do anything about that." She was quiet for
just a moment before wiping the tears, and saying, "But it has been a
good week otherwise, my meds are getting regulated so that I can keep
some food down and I am sleeping better..." I just stared at her and
then asked, "How can you be like this? How are you able to find the good
in every situation, to stay so positive with all you are facing?" She
answered, "What choice do I have? Sometimes I wake up and I remember,
and I want to scream, but I don't have the energy, so I think about the
blessings."
May I learn to bear the unbearable with the grace of Jeni. May we eventually find a way to accept the giant hole she left in our family, or maybe even somehow see the beauty there, as she would have."
Written by my sister Sarah. She is good at the words when they fail me. We will miss you Jeni.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
21/365 • Beautiful food
21/365 • Beautiful food. I am so excited for my birthday dinner on Friday and the talented chefs that are making the food! www.mimithatonegirl.com #365daysofgratitude #ilovemylife
Monday, January 20, 2014
18-20/365 • Hoodies, hoods and hoodlums
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The first time Penelope met her godmother. |
20/365 • I am so happy this girl is in my life. Olivia has a knack for making me feel special no matter what. She spoils me with unconditional love and friendship. She is a safe harbor and the best cheerleader ever. I would not trade her for the world. I am so glad she is in my life. #livandmimimimoments
#365daysofgraditude
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