“I second that emotion…” Smokey Robinson and the Miracles 1968

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Oh my goodness what an emotionally fun, worrisome, busy, and blessed week this has been! I don’t know where to start – “Let’s start at the very beginning…” (Do-Rei-Me, Sound of Music).  So… last Thursday I started my day off with a very early morning trip to Richmond to take my older daughter’s 6:30 am cycle class and boy was I glad I did! It was a great and fun workout! Wish I could do that every day. And my day ended in a fun way as we finally had a dry (and hot) evening, so my younger daughter and I could have our tennis lesson. Got to see 2 of my 3 kids in one day.

There has been so much in the news recently about Charlottesville, as last weekend was the anniversary of the horrible rallies and protests, where 3 people lost their lives. Luckily, the rallies were moved to DC this year, away from Charlottesville. Still, worried about what might happen,  most downtown businesses (including our downtown club), restaurants, Fridays after Five, even the farmer’s market, all closed for the weekend, just in case. And I left town. My middle daughter called me to say she was reliving part of her childhood, watching the “Sound of Music” as an adult. (The kids and I watched it annually when they were little.) She called me because she was shocked that she never thought about it as a political movie – just a musical where she knew all of the songs. But it seemed more relevant to her now in light of everything that happened in our town.

“Conflict cannot survive when only one person participates.” Wayne Dyer

Saturday morning I headed to Winston-Salem for my 42nd high school reunion. Yes it is an “odd” year, but we get together every year (now that we are 60+ years old!) to keep in touch, which I love. I was so looking forward to seeing the people I shared my fun high school years with. But on my way down to NC, my younger sister called to tell me she had received a call that Mom had fallen and hurt her shoulder. Luckily, she is a nurse, and was taking Mom to get an X-ray. She had fractured her shoulder, which is better news than what we were first told: fractured elbow, shoulder, and collarbone. Mom is a tough bird who has a high tolerance for pain. Plus, she is so sweet and never complains, so the only way we knew she was in pain was the expression on her face when she moved her arm. The doctor told my sister he could not believe Mom was not screaming in pain.

Pre-reunion visit with Mom!

“The older you get, the more important it is to know people that knew you when.” Amy Poehler

After stopping by my older sister’s house to change into my “reunion attire,” I headed to Mom’s Assisted Living to see how she was doing. She looked good and was in pretty good spirits considering she was in pain. Visited with Mom and my younger sister before heading to meet a friend to go to the reunion together. It was comforting to walk in with a friend and not SOLO. And so wonderful to see all my old classmates. Special people from my past. And our organizer, the special friend who ignited my love for Carolina basketball back in the 5th grade, gave me another UNC present! I get one every year! This year it was a book about the 1957 team (year I was born). And what a difference a year makes – one of my dear, “old,” childhood friends, who was diagnosed with MS in his 30’s, was able to stand and give me a hug this year! Made my night. Had dinner with him, his wife, an old boyfriend and his wife, and several other friends. I am thankful to reconnect with these classmates that I only get to see once a year. As adults, it doesn’t matter what “group” you were in back in the day –  all that matters is that you are here and you care. These are people who have known me a LONG time. Some all the way back to elementary school! Missed several of my cheerleader friends, though thankfully, I have been able to get together with them during the year. So many classmates told me they are reading my blog which warmed my heart! I never know who is reading it.

 

“The old ones are still the best. Old jeans, old shoes, old tunes and old times.”

Worried about Mom, I stopped by to check on her after the reunion. Found her asleep, but she woke up and did not appear to be in much pain (thanks to pain meds). She wanted to know how the reunion was and who was there. It was fun sharing the night with her, reminding her who everyone was, even if she would not remember any of it. It’s all about being in the moment.

Stopped in Sunday morning and found Mom awake and dressed for the day. Got her to eat some breakfast, reminded her about my reunion the night before, and found Beauty and the Beast on TV for her. Told her I was heading to Charlotte to have brunch with my son (her grandson) and his girlfriend, who my girls and I love, and her family. It was my first time meeting them and I was very excited and, yes, nervous. Immediately realized that was misplaced – I felt as if I had known them forever! I now see why this girl is so special – her family is warm, caring, fun, and so welcoming.

After brunch I had one more special visit to make before leaving Charlotte. I was blessed to be able to see and hold the precious granddaughter of my dear friend whose daughter (a dear friend of my older daughter) lives in Charlotte. Babies are such miracles and bring such joy, and this sweet baby is no exception. We oohed and ahhed over every one of her facial expressions!

“Life is short. Time is fast. No replay. No rewind. So enjoy every moment as it comes.”

What a special weekend I had. Made even more special as I found myself several hours later at the beach! Oh, life is good, so good! One of my high school cheerleader friends was not able to make the reunion, but lucky for me, we met for dinner at the beach, as we have done several times this summer. Love catching up with this girl – I can live vicariously through her – she has so much fun!  We’ve both been on the same SOLO journey recently and come out on the other, better side, thankfully.

Nothing like catching up with your girlfriends!

“Your hardest times often lead to the greatest moments of your life. Keep the faith. It will all be worth it in the end.”

And now, I am getting ready for another reunion – MY family – my sisters, their families, and mine. Just missing Mom this year as it was recommended that we don’t take her out of her daily routine. And now that she hurt her shoulder, it would be impossible. Makes us all sad. Thankful that we were ALL together here last year and had a photographer document it. Cannot wait to spend time with my family, and celebrate my great-nephew Jack’s 2nd birthday! We’re coming full circle as my sisters and I vacationed at this beach as children and here we are continuing to celebrate our family at the beach. Family is what it is all about y’all.

“Being a family means you are part of something very wonderful. It means that you will love and be loved for the rest of your life. No matter what.”

So many emotions this past week. And more this weekend as it promises to be a fun, family-filled one. I am doing what makes me happy. Are you? Don’t put off the things you want to do, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

Best,

Leslie

 

“Because I’m happy…”

“Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth.” Happy, Pharrell 2013

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Pharrell’s “Happy” song was the one my daughter chose for my entrance and introduction at her wedding reception. She knew how much I loved that song! So appropriate as that was one of the happiest days for me. What a beautiful wedding with happiness flowing more than the wine! Such a joyful occasion.

My girls and me… What a beautiful wedding!

Is there a difference between happiness and joy? Recently, two different friends mentioned to me that they wanted more joy in their lives. Not happiness, but joy. Both are SOLO, through different circumstances. Started me thinking that I too would like to find more joy. I am relatively happy, enjoy a lot of things, and have fun. So what is the difference between happiness and joy? One thought is that happiness is external, and joy is internal. The dictionary defines happiness as “a state of well-being and contentment: joy” and joy as “a state of happiness”. Interchangeable? Not necessarily, in my opinion. I think of joy as something deeper that you experience, while happiness is something you feel. I also think happiness is easier to attain.

“The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.” J.D. Salinger, the author of Catcher in the Rye

Last week, our fitness club volunteered to provide dinner for the families staying at the Ronald McDonald House here in Charlottesville. When the email went out looking for volunteers to help, so many teammates replied that we split up into separate teams and multiple nights. My team was lead by a true Italian Chef who had owned a local, well-known Italian restaurant, before retiring and coming to work with us in fitness. So needless to say, his fresh from scratch baked ziti was delicious. It was fun working together while having Italian Cooking Class 101. But there was such joy in providing this meal to these families who are suffering. Their babies and children are hospitalized. Some have been there a couple of days, some several months. Every one of them was so appreciative to have a home cooked meal. They thanked us profusely. One of my teammates mentioned to me what joy it gave her to help these families. I agree.

What a wonderful organization the Ronald McDonald House is, providing housing for families whose children are in the hospital nearby. They come back to the Ronald McDonald house in the evening knowing there will be a meal for them. And if they are late, they can find dinner in “take out” boxes in the communal refrigerator. They can also “grab and go”, taking it back to the hospital. Families have private rooms, most with a private bath. The sad thing? Most of the time there is a waitlist for rooms. One family told us how fortunate they were that the day their baby was born prematurely and flown to UVA’s Children’s Hospital, a room opened up for them. They had been there for 3 weeks. There was a young boy staying there with his mom while he was undergoing treatments. The kitchen was large, nice, and very clean with 4 stoves, 4 ovens, 4 dishwashers, and 5 large refrigerators. The communal fridge is stocked with the basics such as milk, yogurts, waters, and leftovers in to-go boxes. The other 4 are reserved by shelf for the families. The kitchen is stocked with plates, glasses, coffee cups, silverware, and condiments. But they can always use more. Our clubs collected donations from our members and team members for everyday items – cleaning supplies, paper towels, mustard, ketchup, you name it. They need everything.

“Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a great deal of thought into the happiness that you are able to give.” Eleanor Roosevelt

Years ago, the son of a dear friend was being treated at UVA Hospital. This friend witnessed so many struggling families trying to cope and support their children while being hours away from their homes, work, and other family members. Because of this, she suggested the Ronald McDonald House as the benefactor of the annual neighborhood ladies Christmas party my neighbor and I hosted each year. The amount of supplies we received from our guests was unimaginable! Had to put all the seats down in my car to transport them. The last thing a family with a child in the hospital needs to worry about is where they are going to stay and what they are going to eat, so if you are looking for a good charity to support, consider the Ronald McDonald House.

Recognize this sweater from my “25 Days of Christmas Sweaters”?!?

“If you carry joy in your heart, you can heal any moment.”  Carlos Santana

I have been very happy lately. Spent time with my kids. Dinner with a dear friend. Volunteered at Ronald McDonald House. Met some friends at King Family Vineyard. Played BUNCO with a fun group of girls and got to wear the crown! And many more fun plans are coming up. Who could ask for more?!?!

“My mission: to be so busy loving my life that I have no time for hate, regret, worry, fret, or fear.”

When you find yourself having a pity party, which I have hosted for myself at times (especially when I found myself SOLO), stop and think of all the blessings in your life. What brings you joy? Do something for someone else – that is guaranteed to bring you joy and you may realize you are happier than you think. Life is too precious to waste your time dwelling on the negatives because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

Best,

Leslie

“Monday, Monday…so good to me” The Mamas and The Papas 1966

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Last week was so much fun for me, being with my kids at my favorite place. Missed my son who already had travel plans, but will get to meet up with him at the beach later this summer. We had good weather for the most part, just a couple of days with a shower here or there. Read 5 books. Ate lots of fresh seafood. Even met up with a high school friend. Truly a fun vacation. And to top it off, I stopped by Winston-Salem on my way home to have lunch with my sweet momma, my sisters, and my great-nephew (who we all adore!)

 

“I have always loved the beach. The smell of the salty water, the wind in my face, the gentle roar of the waves all combine to create a sense of peace and calm.”

But it was back to the real world Monday morning. Hard to get up early again after staying up later and sleeping in all week! But I did. As much as I love the beach, it was kinda good to get back to my home and my routine. My early morning runs through UVA, working with and seeing my friends, and being very busy again (month end financials). Are you a routine person or a spur of the moment person? Admittedly, I am a routine person. I like to know what is going to happen and when it is going to happen. Part of it comes from keeping up with the full academic and sports schedules of 3 very active kids. I had to keep organization in my family to make sure everyone was where they needed to be, when they needed to be. So it continues as I plan my activities and trips, SOLO. Already planning my next beach trip (no surprise there – you should see my calendar!). I function better when I am in a routine – I like a head’s up when someone is planning to move my cheese! My older daughter is exactly the same, younger daughter totally opposite, my son right in the middle.

“Sometimes, a break from your routine is the very thing you need.”

Speaking of being out of routine, at my physical recently, my doctor informed me I needed to get the new Shingles Vaccine. Did you know there is a new Shingles Vaccine? It takes 2 shots, the second following 2-6 months after the initial shot. And did you know that these shots are given by the pharmacist, not your doctor?!? (When did that start?) Oh how I hate shots. But I would hate to get shingles more! So several weeks ago I stopped by CVS (just to make sure my doctor knew what she was talking about!) and asked about the Shingles Vaccine, especially since I had the “old” one several years ago. Yes, they assured me I should get the new vaccine, and yes, the pharmacist would give the shot, but they were out of the vaccine, as were many pharmacies. While on vacation, they called to tell me the vaccines were in and I could come any time. My friend and I slipped out of the office and walked to CVS Monday morning before lunch. Got my shot. It wasn’t too bad. Until an hour later when I could barely lift my arm because it hurt! OUCH! Yes, they had warned me. Told me to keep moving it, but I was working at a computer and forgot. Took a couple of Advil and it felt much better – good enough to go to a weight lifting class! Back to my routine.

Is it going to hurt? Of course dear!

“Always believe something wonderful is about to happen.”

And what is with all of this RAIN? Several friends are vacationing at the beach this week and the forecast looks very dreary. Even here we have rain in the forecast every day for the next week. Rain definitely takes me out of my routine – prevents my outdoor runs. But it gets me back into the club for cycle or step classes, which I love as well, and forces me to take a break from running. Gives my hip more time to recover and maybe I won’t need as much dry needling to heal it. So a nice break in routine. I would say all the rain is good for my garden, but Sunday night, after I got home from the beach, I picked my last beans and tomatoes and pulled those plants up. Left the okra and cucumbers as they still have some blooms. But this summer, with all the rain, the mosquitos have been brutal! Even wearing long pants and long sleeves, I leave my garden and rush home to shower hoping to alleviate the effects of the mosquito bites! Deciding what to do about next year’s garden, if I am going to have one or not. I am away so much I am not able to give it the attention it really needs. And the mosquitoes! This would be a change in my routine!

“You’ll never change your life until you change something you do daily. The secret of your success is found in your daily routine.”

It’s not so bad to deviate from your normal routine every now and then. You’ll find that you really will survive and maybe even thrive. It may force you to do something you did not even know you were missing out on. Something fun. My routine went haywire 2 years ago when I found myself SOLO and it forced me to readjust my whole life. And I discovered that I truly was missing out on many things. Not any more! Do something fun for yourself. Find what makes you smile and do it. Because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

Best,

Leslie

 

“Oh, stormy… bring back that sunny day..” (Classics IV 1968)

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My Happy Place!

I’m back at my happy place y’all! And not SOLO this time. My younger daughter came down with me Friday. Funny how things work out – we left later than planned, and thankfully so. Because we were late leaving, we missed all of the torrential rain at the beach Friday. I hate driving in rain, and really hate driving in rain at night. You can’t see the lines on the road anymore! We had a great trip down and got here before midnight. Woke up to a gorgeous Saturday. Since it was just the 2 of us (others coming down midweek), I told her I would show her how I spend my time down here SOLO. After spending the day on the beach (we each read a whole book), we went to, yes, my favorite restaurant, Frank’s, ate at the bar, and had a blast. Stayed over 2 hours just talking.

My beautiful younger daughter!

The weather forecast was not the best for the week, but as I tell my kids, the forecast changes daily at the beach. And a 60% chance of rain means there’s a 40% chance it will not rain. Sunday proved to be one of those 40% days where it was beautiful. My daughter and I read another book on the beach and decided we wanted a casual dinner, so we rode our bikes to Bubba’s. Great fried shrimp. You gotta have fried shrimp and french fries at least once every beach trip, and we did. At the bar. Got my famous Bud Light Lime and was a happy camper. As was my daughter. (Side note: Wore my Carolina Beach shirt and a man at the bar said – Hey I like that shirt. My nephew plays basketball for Carolina!)

Chillin’ Tar Heel Style!

“The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.”  Dolly Parton

So… we thought for sure Monday would be rainy which would be good since we had gotten so much sun Saturday and Sunday. A huge storm woke us both up during the night with the rain pelting the windows. Decided to sleep in until I noticed the sun was shining in the windows. Hurriedly got up and went for a run so we could get on the beach before it rained. It was a beautiful morning even though it was 82 degrees at 8:30. The storm had cleared the air and there was such a good breeze. Beautiful day on the beach. Again, all day. No rain.

Storms in life are like that. They sometimes come into our lives unexpectedly, turn things upside down, clear things out, and leave us to figure out how to right things. I’ve weathered many storms in my life, the biggest being 2 years ago when I found myself SOLO. At the time I was not sure I would be able to “right” anything in my life. One of the few times I doubted my ability. But I did get through the storm, and truly came out better. Honestly, it was not easy and it was not quick. It was actually very painful. But I decided early on which way I wanted my life to move and it was not backward. And now I find myself in the calm after the storm. Literally sitting on the beach soaking up the sun.

Don’t worry… Beach happy!

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through; how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure the storm is really over. But one thing is certain: when you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

There have been some other storms these last 2 years. Not unexpected when a marriage breaks up. They always hit out of the blue and pretty hard. But now I know I can weather the storm. And truly, I know the sun will shine again. Soon.

Blogging at the beach!

“The Sun is alone too, but it still shines.”

I hope y’all are able to weather the storms that come into your lives. Be strong, be faithful, be positive, and remember that “without rain, there would be no rainbows.” Yes, we all need some rain and some storms in our lives to appreciate how truly wonderful life is. Make the most of every wonderful day because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”

Finally, the other kids got down here safe and sound and so far the weather has cooperated, with storms only at night. We’ll take that!

Best,

Leslie

PS Christmas in July on the Hallmark channel ends this weekend. And the new Christmas movies start October 27th!

 

When one door closes…

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My beautiful daughter and granddawg!

Speaking of email… I received a sad one this week. Fresh Market is closing its doors here in Charlottesville. I am not surprised, it was never that busy, but I loved that store. It was very convenient for me, only minutes from my house and located in the same shopping center as one of our fitness clubs. I stopped there often to pick up something for dinner. Discovered their Little Big Meals thanks to Jersey Jenn’s blog, and made great use of them when I was having company. Loved their pimento cheese – a staple at our tailgates! I went by there the morning after I received my email, only to discover the closing had also been reported on the news, including the promotion that everything was 30% off. So 10,000 of my closest friends and I crowded into Fresh Market to pick up things we loved. Many people were getting fish, chicken, and meats to freeze. Bottles of wine. I stocked up on pimento cheese! As I looked around I wanted to say, hey where were all y’all these past couple of years?

“Close the doors that caused you pain, anger and suffering so you can open the ones that will bring you love, acceptance and inner peace.”

I’ll miss the convenience and the store itself. As my sister and brother-in-law will attest to, I don’t buy many groceries. My brother-in-law stayed with me recently when he was in town for a meeting. He told my sister that when he opened my fridge, it was basically empty. Just some yogurt, fruit, spinach, eggs, cheese, almond milk, tea, wine, and pimento cheese. No leftovers, no cream (I don’t drink coffee), no little take out boxes. Very few condiments. I mean, it’s just me here. Breakfast is a smoothie, lunch is at the office several days a week, and I’ll have avocado toast with tomato other days. And dinners? Well, I meet friends out some nights, have eggs right often, and really only cook on Tuesdays after tennis with my daughter and on the weekend. So what do I need with a lot of groceries?!? Funny thing is, I also have a fridge in my garage! It isn’t very full either (just waters and wine!) except during the holidays.

“So fill your heart with what’s important and be done with all the rest.”

My younger daughter called me Saturday morning to tell me her college roommate was in town with her precious baby. You know if there is a baby around, you will find me there! What a wonderful start to my day. Left there and went to visit my older daughter and then met a friend for lunch who was in town visiting her daughter. We actually talked about closing doors and moving on. She knew about my circumstances – she’s a blog follower! Told her I realized it was only hurting myself when I was suffering and sad, so I came to the conclusion that it was doing me NO good and it was time to close that door. She asked how I was doing now and how I had moved on. I look forward, not backward, and I stay very busy doing things I love. I’ve shared before that I do so many more fun things now that I am SOLO than I ever did before. Saturday was no exception. Drove back to Charlottesville after our lunch and went by my office. Left my car there and decided to walk to the movies, Jurassic Park, (thank you Movie Pass). It was good, not great, but good, entertaining, and heart stopping. I saw the original Jurassic Park years ago! It was such a beautiful evening that after the movie I decided to walk around our Downtown Mall. I had a gift certificate from a friend for a cheese board at a downtown bar, so I got one, a glass of wine, and sat outside and people watched. So entertaining! And that was my dinner (no groceries needed!). Our downtown mall is closed to traffic, totally pedestrian, with lots of entertainment. Walked around and watched some jugglers and musicians. Oh and I got some fresh peach ice cream. And Sunday afternoon found me back at King Family Vineyard.

“No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief.”

When you lose your spouse and your best friend, someone you have shared over 35 years of your life with, in one swoop, you begin to re-examine everything in your life. Maybe he wasn’t my best friend after all? What was real? So many questions arise. And honestly, I know I will never have the answers. And I am ok with that.

“Sometimes you don’t get closure. You just move on.”

Do I miss him? I did. I missed talking to him several times every day. Especially about things happening in our kids’, families’, and friends’ lives that I thought he should know about. Or bouncing accounting questions around with him. Now that I have closed that door, I no longer reach for the phone to tell him things I think he should know about. He is on his own. This week marked 2 years since we signed the separation papers that preceded the divorce. There was no re-opening that door once I learned the truth. And I am ok with that too.

“Life is about moving on, accepting changes and looking forward to what makes you stronger and more complete.”

I know how difficult it is to make the decision to close the door on something you invested a lot in. Have you closed any doors? I slammed that one shut! But it took me a while to come to terms that it was time to move on and look forward to the future, not the past. It’s hard to accept that what you thought your future was going to be, was not coming to fruition. Change of plans. But once I closed that door, so many others opened. And with the right outlook, it can and will be much better. I truly believe this and am living it right now.

Cheers!

“Sometimes it’s very hard to move on, but once you do, you realize it was the best thing that could ever have happened to you.”

Be brave and smart enough to close the doors that need closing. Trust me, many more will open. And be brave and smart enough to open those doors. Look at this blog for example. I opened this door bravely, using every bit of courage I had to put my life and my writing out there. And what a blessing it has been for me. Life has so much to offer if we keep our eyes forward and our attitude upward. Make the most of every day, because once it is gone, you will never get it back. And besides, as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

Best,

Leslie

PS – Hope y’all have been enjoying Christmas in July on the Hallmark Channel! Goes through the end of July! HO HO HO!

 

Back to the Future…

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I got to see all of my kids this past week, so you know that makes me a happy momma. Last blog I wished y’all a happy 4th of July. My 3rd time celebrating the 4th SOLO, and I got to do it with both of my daughters, and my son-in-law’s family. I was fine. Got to run with my older daughter and then have a glass of wine with her at King Family Vineyard where my younger daughter was working before we all went to the cookout at my son-in-law’s Grandpa’s house. Lost at Corn Hole (no surprise there). Marveled at my son-in-law’s fireworks which were the best ever! And I had 2 of my 3 kids with me. But the big highlight of the day was Sweet Baby Lily, my son-in-law’s brother’s baby. First time I have held her and let me tell you she is precious. I did not want to give her up.

 

 

“To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.” Barbara Bush

Thursday morning I headed to the beach after picking veggies in my garden at 5:30 am. (No joke! Had no opportunity to pick all week and needed to do it then or my okra and cukes would have been MONSTROUS when I returned.) Was on the beach by 1:00 and stayed until after 7:00 pm. Heavenly. Late afternoons are my favorite time on the beach. I read another book, found my beach treasures, napped, ran, replenished my soul. And Friday afternoon, I met up with some of my “old” cheerleader friends and their families who were vacationing an hour away in NC. So fun to visit with friends who have known you for almost 50 years! We carpooled to school and cheerleading practice in our nonair-conditioned cars. Imagine that! Thanks to social media, we keep in touch, but we still had some catching up to do. Saturday was spent on the beach with my older sister followed by dinner at our 2nd favorite restaurant, Gulf Stream, which always has great sunsets.

 

“Happiness is meeting an old friend after a long time and feeling that nothing has changed.”

Sunday I had a date with the best looking, most wonderful guy EVER!  My son! Oh how I adore that kid. Loved catching up with him in Charlotte. Also met my younger sister at Mom’s in Winston-Salem before heading back home to the real world. So thankful Mom still knows who I am, and yes, she thinks I am in my 30’s! And you know what? I really don’t want to go back in time. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my life. Was happily married with 3 wonderful kids. Basically a stay at home mom (which I loved being) with several accounting clients so I could work from home. But I actually love where I am in my life today at 60. SOLO and living life my way.

 

As I ran my normal route through UVA this week, I saw many parents and “first years” (UVA speak for freshmen) on grounds (UVA speak for campus) attending orientation, looking very apprehensive. Reminded me of going to all of my kids’ college orientations (SOLO I might add). I was terrified at the first one – my older daughter’s at UNC. As we got off the shuttle, she said Mom I am nervous, to which I wrongly replied, Me too honey. I had no clue what to do and they separated us from our kids right away after singing the Fight Song. Realized I had let this child choose a college where she knew NO one and would be 4 hours away from home. What was I thinking? But it had been her dream… and it was coming true. Then my younger daughter’s orientation 3 years later at UNCW was nerve-racking as well, but she was very calm and confident. Second child. She would be over 5 hours away from home, but only 10 minutes door to shore (Wrightsville Beach). I had a hotel room at Wrightsville Beach for her orientation! And finally, 3 years later, my last college orientation for my youngest, my son’s at UNC. Again, he nor I knew a soul there. But it was more fun and less scary as I knew what to expect this time and knew my way around campus and Chapel Hill. Hard to believe this college journey started in 2003 and ended in 2014 with my son’s graduation from grad school.

“Being a Mother is not about what you gave up to have a child, but what you gained from having one.”  (or three!)

So my week ran the gamut of family, extended family, old friends, new memories, old memories. I got to see all of my children, my sisters and my mom. I got to spend time with old friends and their sweet families. I had a great week, how about you? Did you do anything for YOU? Look in the mirror – that is the one person who will always be there for you so make sure you take care of yourself. Have some fun! Make the most of each and every day, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

Sunday sunrise as I was leaving….

Best,

Leslie

PS I cannot end this blog without a word about the incredible rescue of the Thai soccer team and their coach. What big answers to big prayers. My sweet Momma asked me Sunday if my son played soccer with these boys! Oh Momma, no, he is 27 and they are 11. Never mind that they are a continent away! BUT she remembered my son was a big soccer player!

 

“Bold Stripes, Bright Stars, Brave Hearts”

Welcome back to SOLO at SIXTY!

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!

Happy 4th of July! Hope y’all are celebrating with loved ones, a cookout, and fireworks. That is how I am celebrating. My older daughter and her husband came to town last night to help his Grandpa get ready for the BIG cookout. Y’all, my son-in-law’s Grandpa has more friends than anyone I know! And they all get together for the 4th at his house. Oh and family too. Luckily, I get included as do my kids. This party has been going on for years – his house is close to the Charlottesville fireworks so you can sit in his backyard and watch them, which we do AFTER my son-in-law puts on HIS fireworks show (which is pretty darn good!). Of course he had to buy those fireworks at the beach since you can’t get real fireworks here.

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“May we think of freedom, not as the right to do as we please, but as the opportunity to do what is right.”  Peter Marshall

I sat down to write my blog this week and drew a blank. Writer’s block. Normally I have thoughts and ideas and have written something by Sunday night. But this past week and weekend were very busy at work, getting ready for month end. Worked a lot and worked late. However, I made time for those early morning runs (always a priority) and an early morning trip to our club in Short Pump for my older daughter’s 6:30 am cycle class Thursday morning. Started my day off great! Worked this weekend (as did some of my sweet teammates) to get everything in order for financials to come out today (the 4th!). Now I can escape to the beach tomorrow morning early!  But I had no time to think about the blog.

 

“If it’s important to you, you will find a way. If not, you will find an excuse.”

Over the weekend, my younger daughter asked if I could help her. She had just had an overwhelming week. Long hours and late nights working on a project for work. Plus had worked both weekend days for several weeks. I knew it had been rough – she was totally taken out of her routine. I told her to remember that it was just a few days – start over and get back on plan. She did. Sunday before going to work at the vineyard (where she works a couple of weekends a month), she made time to actually make her bed and sit down for breakfast. Seems simple, but it worked. New day, new week, new month, new girl. Time to reset. She also asked if I could come over and help her clean her house. Nothing had been touched and she just could not face it alone. She was mad at herself for letting it get so out of control and did not know where to start. Of course I will help you! And I did. It was fun and we conquered her house. Deep cleaned side by side. Therapeutic. Overwhelming for one person, but manageable when someone helps. There is nothing wrong with asking for help. It is brave. Same way I felt on moving day to my new house. Called my older sister, said I was moving to the new house alone and she immediately came up. Told me later she knew how overwhelming it would be moving, made so much harder by my discovery of having to do it SOLO. She was right. So right. And with her help, I was unpacked and settled in before she left.

“A person has two hands, one for helping himself, the other for helping others.”

I have now been in my new house for over 2 years and need to go through some boxes in the basement and my storage room. And need to clean out drawers and closets. But, like my younger daughter, it is a bit overwhelming. Doesn’t have to be done immediately. My younger daughter and I talked about this and decided we would ask the Master Purger, my older daughter, to help both of us with some purging and organizing. She is by far the Master. She made her now husband purge about a 100 t-shirts he had owned since middle school, Even if they still fit. But she did let him keep all of the Carolina t-shirts! She helped me pare down my clothes to the point of getting them all in 1 closet – all seasons. Do you like it? Love it? Have you worn it this year? No? Then it is gone! Now there are many things I will NOT let her purge – I have all of my kids’ writings from kindergarten through high school. And many special “memtoes”. But I also have a lot that needs to leave my house, and the Master Purger will help. We keep saying we’ll do it the first rainy weekend that I am in town but haven’t had one yet. I keep dodging those rainy weekends with sunny ones at the beach!

“Success has nothing to do with what you gain in life or accomplish for yourself. It’s what you do for others.”  Danny Thomas

I did not spend my whole weekend working and “cleaning”. Saturday night I celebrated the upcoming marriage of one of my “old cul-de-sac” kids at a local vineyard. This will be #5 of the neighborhood kids to get married. Kids that I watched grow up for the last 21 years. It was a wonderful night filled with “old” friends and neighbors. Catching up. Making plans to get together again soon. And celebrating young love.

Lovely sunset at the vineyard celebrating…

Celebrate the 4th. Celebrate your life. Be bold, be brave, be bright. Help others whenever you can, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

“Laughter is the fireworks of the soul.”

Best,

Leslie

PS – It is so hot up here, but the Hallmark Movies and Mysteries Channel is showing non-stop Christmas movies for 2 weeks! Enjoy!

This is what tennis looks like in 95 degree weather! Hot and sweaty but FUN!