stop and smell the roses

love my life

“Life is short, if you don’t stop and smell the roses, you might just miss it…!”

Love life and live love!

How’s it going, partner. Don’t go so fast, you’re just going crash that much harder. We’re all on our way to the grave, don’t be in such a hurry to get there.

Cheers!

the other night i couldnt sleep, it was 2 in the morning, and i was just restless. it was still warm outside, and i just took a walk around the block.

it was beautiful.

i noticed every sound, from the wind in the trees to the crickets, and i took in the sight of the trees, and it was wonderful.

its amazing how often you drive down a street and dont notice anything special about it. its like being a little kid again, amazed with everything in nature. god knows all i do is take all of this beauty for granted…but when i stop and smell the roses… life is sweet.

At least for me. Santa Fe is made for this.

At Univeristy my friend Felicity and I went on an adventure to stop and smell the roses. We decided to also walk a mile in someone elses shoes. So we traded shoes, and began to walk the 1 mile to the flower shop to smell the roses. As we began to walk it started to hail and rain on us flash flood style but we walked on. Got there and smelled the roses. It was very refreahsing and happy. One of the funnest things I’ve done. Plus, we learned it stinks to walk a mile in someone elses shoes, specially when it’s hailing!

easier said then done, but lately, i have been taking a closer look at what i worry about.

and the majority of what i worry about, i also have very little control over. all i can do is just do my best and keep on going. what will or is about to happen, most times, will happen regardless of what i do.

i really need to manage my stress more. because if i don’t, i fear it will handicap me, make me clinically depressed or even kill me. and then, i would be good to no one.

last night, i had a choice… turn the lights off and go to bed…

or take a midnight bath.

i took the latter. and thank goodness i did. the warmth of the water completely put me at bliss. for that moment, nothing else seemed to matter.

the window was slightly open to let in the cool, september air. the only thing missing were candles.

of which i will include tonight!

i think camping came at the right time.

the weeks leading up to it seemed to have just gotten busier and busier. i was running out of free time to enjoy the remaining summer days…

camping was filled with moments where i just let go and enjoyed the moment for what it was. we followed no real schedule, asside from making sure that the children ate at decent times, and making sure we had dinner and cleaned up before dusk (as that was when the misquitos came out).

we had no real plan of what we were going to do the next day. everything sort of just… flowed.

i think my favourite moments were sitting at the rocky beach… just looking out into the water.

how often do i get to sit infront of a large body of water like that?

not very often. not often enough.

I just finished a watercolor class, and I believe it has helped me reach my goal. I look at everything differently, and I love what I see. Um, if I don’t stop to smell the roses, does painting them count? Methinks the answer is a resounding, “YES!!!”

Never knew it, I’m a painter : )