IT'S ALL ABOUT HONOR...

We often hear people say that you should honor your (thy) mother, honor your (thy) father, honor the people who serve our country, honor your elders, etc. One thing I seldom hear people say is that you should honor the most precious gift you have been given and ever will receive…your life.

Hmmm, how do I honor my life you might ask? Do I throw it a parade? Do I buy it a trophy or plaque? Do I throw it a party or make it a celebratory dinner? I would say that those would definitely be fun ideas, but not quite what I had in mind…lol. We honor our bodies by showing them respect…by eating the foods that make them healthy because when they are healthy they don’t have to work so hard. We honor them by making sure we are rooted in a spirituality that nurtures who we truly are. We honor them by taking time for ourselves so our minds are not full of stress which thereby takes a negative turn on our bodies. We honor them by loving ourselves and showing ourselves complete and utter respect.

Your life can and will be all you want it to be so make sure you approach it from love and positivity and above all...honor.

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I CAN ALWAYS PEE...

A few months ago I had the amazing blessing of reconnecting with my best friend in California and we shared a room in a B and B where we laughed, ate, drank and caught up with lost years.  One night we got on this conversation about how, since we have hit our 50's, that we can always pee...almost at will...at any given time...like a dog does when he marks his territory.  We laughed so hard...and then she went and peed...lmao.  Of course all of that laughing made me pee a little in my pants...damn lack of bladder control.

When I got home I began to notice all of these "signs" of aging, most of them less than subtle.  Let's start with the top half...I mean of course you are going to expect some wrinkling around the mouth and eyes...but that thing with the turkey neck is truly unnerving.  I looked in the mirror one morning as I was about to get ready for work and I turned my head to the side while my peripheral vision still caught the mirror and lo and behold...there it was...loose, wrinkly skin...not a lot mind you, but enough to freak me out.  I thought about it all day...questions ran through my head like where did it come from...did my body get tired of storing fat in my stomach and start putting it in my neck?  It was odd.  I now find myself doing strange exercises that I looked up on the internet while I'm driving up and down the coast during work...I make the lizard face and look up and down while making a chewing motion.  I get the oddest looks from oncoming traffic...it's really funny.   Also, suddenly, my cheeks are beginning to sag a little and I'm noticing jowls...really?...jowls?  I thought only animals had those...OMG I'm morphing into an animal...Jowl is a really weird word...say it a few times to yourself...it sounds like a cut of meat at the butcher store...Um, yeah I'd like a pound of jowls to put in my stir fry please...what?!

I grew up hearing the phrase, "grow old gracefully," but no one tells you what is going to happen to your body while your'e trying to be so graceful about it...I mean, they don't tell you that your entire face is going to sink or that your breasts will end up hitting your knees when you walk.  Also, suddenly I have a queer fondness for fiber...I find myself craving regular bowel movements and adjusting my diet...not to lose weight, but to make sure I stay regular...incorporating things into my diet for just that purpose alone.  And what is with losing your short term memory...I ask you, what is with losing your short term memory?  Oh damn, see what I mean?  I feel like I have so much brain fog I should come with my own lighthouse.  

I write this post mainly as a joke and to point out that yes, life can hand you lemons, but make sure to squeeze them and make a nice dessert, if not the proverbial lemonade.  If you turn all of these things around to the "glass half empty" outlook,  you can always say that at least you now know how to keep yourself regular and...you can always pee. 

Smile and enjoy every minute of every day.  Life...is...good (at all ages).



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YOU'VE HAD WORSE DAYS...

You know the day that begins by getting toothpaste all over your shirt first thing in the morning before work, and then you go to cook breakfast and as you take the egg carton out of the refrigerator three eggs mysteriously jump up and out onto the floor?  The one where after you finally manage to cook breakfast, egg drops from your fork as you are feeding yourself and not only sticks to your shirt, thereby creating a new stain right next to the toothpaste stain, but sticks to your pants as well?  The one where you open a new container of raspberries and most of them fall out onto the floor?  :( Yes, that was actually the way my morning began this beautiful day, and it is only 11:00...oey. Once I rescued the last raspberry from the floor I started laughing...hysterically.  I realized just how funny it is when life hands you those "encore" moments and how it really is true that the way your morning begins actually does set the tone for the entire day. 

My initial reaction was anger and ultimately frustration, but then I realized how ridiculous that was and moved onto the laughter portion of the morning.  I said to myself, "Kimber (I call myself Kimber because my mother used to call me that), you have had worse days...this isn't even a bad day...just a clumsy one thus far...hahaha. My perspective changed quickly when I remembered that little things like that are nothing compared to the millions of horrible things people have to deal with every day.  We tend to let ourselves get so frustrated over silly, little, insignificant things like traffic, money, clothing, hair, makeup, cleaning, working, et. al...the daily "grind," if you will...those small moments that make up our entire day.  This is where that old saying, "Don't sweat the small stuff," comes in really handy.  

So the next time you find yourself getting angry or frustrated over a small, virtually insignificant incident, remember this...You've Had Worse Days...



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