Make sure you wear clean underwear.....

My Day did not begin as any other...

My day began by being one child short in my home

this is my baby boy  he left my home on monday night

for the airforce....  he flew out yesterday

for Lackland Air Force Base.

(We are not always serious!! )

Yesterday,  my heart swelled with pride as I listen to him repeat

his desire and promise to serve our country

and maintain our freedoms.

That's my boy!

a closer look to make sure you weren't confused as to who was mine...

So, I knew this mama needed something...

my first desire was to curl up in a ball under a warm blanket

and read a book......

but....  I am now working and that wouldn't have worked...

so,  I did what all good people do!

I got dressed up... at first I wanted to just get dressed but

knew I was fighting mind games...

so dress up I did.  It is proven to help you feel better.

(Don't look at the toenails)

Our mamas warned us about putting on clean underwear...

but I think we also need to work on the outside also.....

The outside is what others see,  but it is also what we glimpse in a glass

or in the bathroom mirror.....

so dress up,  dress to show the world you are okay...

Alot of people think that if you dress for comfort

it will help you feel better.  But what it does, is help you feel comfortable...

to feel better, you need to dress better.....

(don't look at the agespots)

In so many ways we play mind games with ourselves,

so we might as well use good mindgames.

I may have needed heels, but at least the shoes matched the top.

(my special occasion soap)

so when life knocks the breath out of you,

or drops you to your knees,

or just hurts your heart.

Fight it from the outside in.....

Dress up,  add the bling,  put on the spritz,

and feel better.

Love,

Catrina

Light the Way

Years ago I heard during the civil war and the

era of the underground railroad,  a lamp 

was placed in the window of the welcoming home.

This was to light the way for the desperate seeker...

when they saw the light,  they knew they may be safe

and harbored for a little while.

Whether it be a day,  a few minutes

or more,  they knew the care givers

were sacrificing their own safety to be the desperately needed haven.

This has been buried in my heart.....

until the day my children began rebelling.

this may not have happened with your children....

but it did with mine.... and is still going on.

I want them to know....

whatever choices and decisions made...

no matter how much they hurt themselves or have hurt others

Our home was their haven.....

It was their place of being loved unconditionally...



(an outside lamp)

the lights would always welcome them home.....

they would never come home to a dark house.....

The lights would always be on....

Just as the love of this mother is always on

a light in my home will always be on.

Love,

Catrina