When I was much younger, a very close friend that loved me dearly, told me how he loves the way I see the world…in shades of color. I was only 17 at the time, and he was spot on. I used to always tell him how I looked at the world and tried to think which colors I would need to mix, to paint what I saw.
Looking at the sky I always see the different shades, looking at flowers…anything really, it’s always a blend of beautiful colors. It was so long ago, but today, more than double the amount of time has passed…and then…out of the blue, someone mentioned the way I view the world.
In an instant I remembered the conversation I had at 17 as if it was yesterday. Along with that memory so many emotions came flooding back. We get older and so easily loose sight of things, of who we are. I have always seen the world in shades of color, it is something so ingrained in my being. It will never change.
Sometimes, we just have to stop, pause and remind ourselves of our rainbows. Don’t miss out on a moment that can be a special memory for years to come. Rather take the chance, grab the moment have the conversation, express the feeling, steal the kiss…without these special memories, we exist, but we don’t live.
I love love, it’s complicated and simple, boring and exciting, planned and unpredicted. The perfect conflicting dance that is completely balanced.
It’s Valentines day in NZ tomorrow. I have prepped my gifts for my 4 kids, a simple card, some chocolate and some heart confetti. I am excited to remind them how much they are loved.
My 17 year old just shared what she is planning to gift her boyfriend…super sweet messages of encouragement and care with some simple gifts. I love the connection they have, their friendship and their journey in faith.
My 20 year old is loved and cherished by her boyfriend, he is away tomorrow, and she has chosen to spend Valentines day with our youngest..dinner date.. Special moments shared by siblings.
Love is just so beautiful, our connection with others, as family, friends, or lovers… we are so blessed. Simple actions of caring, encouragement, motivation…worth celebrating.
My Valentines wishes would be some hugs shared, some happy and loved kids, and maybe some romantic kisses.
My two year work anniversary has come and gone. It could as well be a lifetime for my personality. I thought I might celebrate, but due to a few moving pieces on the day, it was best left as a silent celebration. I always reflect back (too much) and review… assess… and change. I firmly believe in the phrase, you can’t expect different results if you keep doing the same thing. You have to keep taking steps forward, you have to evolve, you have to challenge your limits, you have to seek adventure.
In a conversation I had over the weekend with my I-will-conquer-and-save-the-planet-daughter, she asked me…”but Mommy, does it spark joy?” A little ‘Marie Kondo’, but it did get me thinking. Life is too short to waste, too short to wait. Time is valuable, every minute counts.
Go out and do what you love, immerse yourself in whatever inspires you. Feed your sole. Have those conversations you are putting off. Read poetry, listen to the music that makes you dance. Kiss that boy, buy that dress.
All we have is now, so we should make sure it sparks joy, or move to something that does.