This morning when I woke up I was surprised to find a wonderful and completely inspiring note from my darling of a friend, Holly of My Blogject. From the day I “met” her it was an instant friendship and connection. If you haven’t had a chance to get to know this lovely girl I strongly urge you to do so. Holly, who lives a hectic and adventurous life, is full of happiness and straight forward honesty. If you appreciate real writers as much as I do, you will certainly be charmed by this fun girl.
I have felt sorry for myself a lot lately because of my health and found myself spending too much time worrying that I wasn’t going to carry out many more of the items on my list of 365. Sweet Holly kindly took the time to check my list again and point out some items that I can still do and offered me so much encouragement that it couldn’t even be bottled. She also made me realize that I had already done a handful of items but hadn’t written about them yet. She gave me a fresh determination to move forward, to move out of this funk that I’ve dwelt in.
I am so grateful for her taking the time, out of the kindness in her heart, to help this depressed girl out and to fill me up with some much-needed and lost inspiration and gently point me towards the light.
I am not giving up.
With that being said, I am crossing off an item from the list but tweaking it to my new lifestyle and marital status. It’s my list and since it is similar in nature, I have no problem feeling happy about writing this one off.
Huz used to buy me flowers quite often, just to be a nice guy and show me love. I thought it would be a great idea to make a “Huz Luv” vase to place these tokens of love in but life has changed for us and we are separated now. I don’t see any surprise flowers in my future and realized a while ago that was one of the first items I would not be crossing off.
One day, however, I was at the market buying vegetables and saw some beautiful flowers that I couldn’t resist. I bought two bunches for myself and arranged them in a vase. For the two weeks they sat on my mantle I felt joy each time I looked at them. No they didn’t come from Huz, but they were a present from ME.
Self love is the BEST love after all! Is it not?
I am not making a “self luv” vase, per say, but I am dedicating all of my vases to that purpose and each time I buy flowers to put in them I will be reminded of these hard times I am going through and how I am a survivor who loves herself too much to give up.
And as a tip to anyone who might be feeling down, defeated, exhausted or lost… a little pick-me up of flowers can do wonders for the soul, no matter if they are a self-imposed gift or not.
What other ways can you cheer yourself up when you are in desperate need of cheer?