I may not have a degree or be well traveled, YET, but that does not mean I am any less interesting. I am comfortable in my own company. I love the outdoors and have sun-kissed skin. I have scars, (bumps, bruises, cuts & burns) from all the activities of "domestic" life and motherhood that have held me captive for many decades. They are badges of courage. I've always loved new things, places and people. I have been knocked down both figuratively and literally but always manage to get back up. I am low maintenance and can carry my own weight,though I now know when to surrender to circumstances and let others carry me. I have experienced misfortune, tragedy and hardship but also have a plethora of funny stories to share. I have life experience I couldn't get in school. I am insightful and creative. I have learned how to recognize opportunity and avail myself to it. I have always readily given, now I am learning how to graciously receive. I am learning how to be beautiful in my own skin and accept who I am. I am often stepping out of my comfort zone and learning how to be comfortable doing so. I am intelligent and resourceful. I am happily married but also forging my own path. I am passionate, friendly, resilient and refuse to let fear rule me. I've learned letting go of anger and grudges lightens your load and forgiving is more for you than other person. Once you learn and recognize this, life is freeing beyond imagination. I can say no without guilt, go in public without makeup, spend an entire day practicing yoga, reading and spontaneously breaking into dance. You never know what is around the next corner, who you will meet but you can choose how you affect the people who currently surround you and the next person you come in contact with. So be kind, smile and even if the person or situation seems impossible, be kind, smile.
At this stage in life I am still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I am finally figuring out who I am all these years later after a long bumpy tumultuous journey. In the meantime, as I reinvent myself I have this growing collection of little jobs. Doing what I want for the most part. When it is no longer fun, interesting or useful it loses its' space. I am no longer pushing the agenda and when I find myself in that mode I take a breath and slowly back away. I want to be open and fluid enough to let things unfold in their own time and way. I am traveling through life in a somewhat untailored way that is beginning to feel freeing, interesting and hopefully adventurous. Oh please let it be adventurous in a good way. There is much to expound on here but it will hold for a later time as the evening is rolling in, the fragrant aroma of pasta sauce and a glass of red wine awaits.
The frigid temps of winter makes one tend towards warm meals of soups and stews. But what about breakfast? Oatmeal!! But not your mama's or grandmas' kind! Nope not for me. Not anymore. I have become a connioussuer!! For creamy oatmeal place water & oats in a sauce pan bring to boil. Reduce heat and add agave syrup, cinnamon, pure maple syrup, blueberries and one mashed banana. As mixture thickens turn off heat, stir, toss slivered almonds across the top and let sit for a few minutes. When you have the consistency perfect for you dish it up, add your milk preference and enjoy!! You have just started your morning off in a warm and sustaining manner. How can your day not go great???
If you dislike bananas or blueberries use the fruit of your choice! Add walnuts or pecans instead of almonds. It is your choice!
All I am saying is Make oatmeal fun!!
I am who I am, uniquely me.