A State of Grace...

I've been looking at Christmas pictures from Grace's first two years.  It's funny how quickly the transition happens.  One minute she's barely aware of the change in seasons and holidays and the next minute (year) she's talking about Santa bringing her dollies and toys and candy.  Some of the things she says, I just wonder, "where does her little mind get this"?  She's growing and changing and I'm transitioning into the super mom of a toddler extraordinaire and it's SOMETHING ALRIGHT.  I'm glad we're moving forward.  FORWARD MOVEMENT MEANS LEAVING SOME THINGS BEHIND; even the things we enjoyed at that point in life.

I miss pizza and cupcakes.  I miss a lot of other things that I've given up since trying to transform my physical being, but those two...I REALLY MISS.  I enjoyed them when we were together, but it wasn't really a good relationship.  I mean, it wasn't toxic and it didn't hurt immediately, but they were killing me softly.   So it is with a few people in my life.  I miss you.  If I speak it, then it's acknowledged in a way that allows me to MOVE FORWARD.  I try not to dabble.  My personality is such that when I indulge in pizza, I go all in.  If pizza is bad for me, then so it is and let it be. WHAT OR WHO IS KILLING YOU SOFTLY.  I mean, they or it don't pose an immediate threat to your life, but overindulging (and for some, simply being in their presence) will surely take away a part of your maturation and growth.  And, you've no doubt worked hard to get where you are.

 It's Friday night and the living is easy! :o)

I'm reading 1776.  I never have and I want to.  

When do kids learn to differentiate between color and traits?  As I watch Grace play with her playmates, she's so open.  I wonder what messages of "being closed" I send.    How do I turn it around and do I really desire to do so?

My hair salon is throwing a Christmas party tomorrow night and I AM IN CHARGE OF GAMES.   These ladies have become fast friends; a God send really.  My stylist called me two days ago to ask me when I wanted to come and get my hair done.  I go in the morning.
 
Speaking of hair, and this is my final thought for the night...I'm getting braids for the holidays and I think I'm just going to go with it and see what happens.  I want to go to newer heights...grow...transform. I want to be different...better...that may mean changing some things.


In spite of and because of the things in this life, I aim for a constant state of Grace...and it's not of myself...it's a gift from God.