Monday, June 1, 2015


Gosh, it has to be probably fifteen years since I've had a gratitude journal.  And I think even then I wasn't very diligent about writing in it.  But I was recently having a discussion with a friend about his routine in the morning.  He said that every morning he writes down either 3 or 5 things he's grateful for.  He also sets up 6 achievable goals for the day and then does them. 

It sounds so simple, right?  But by achieving small goals you feel accomplished and like you are working towards something.  As for the gratitude...  if we stop and actually think of the things we are grateful for, you will appreciate them so much more and thus live a happier life.  You know what happens with happy people?  They attract good things.  Good people, good things... a good life. 

So I made the commitment this weekend to start, for thirty days, writing down three things I am grateful for every day.  It will probably be done in the evening when I am putting my kids to bed. 

My grateful journal will not include them, because they are a given.  They are magic.  They are what's good in this world.  They are my miracle.  It will include things WITH friends and family but they will also not be the main focus.  Because... again...  they are my core.  They are my foundation.  They are what make me... me.  (remember my dad always telling me that I am a product of my environment). 

It can always include more than 3 but never less.  It can be simple things in life or bigger things.  But... for the month of June... I will be grateful for the life that I have been given. 

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Dearest Jocelyn... Happy 4th

When I think of how you have changed me as a person and as a mother, I sometimes shake my head.  I have told the story many times of when I found out that I was having a boy... I cringed as I didn't know what to do with a boy.  Well, I quickly learned. 
When I learned I was having a girl...  I secretly jumped up and down...  I would finally get to buy bows and dresses and do your hair and makeup.  I would get to do girly things with you like have tea parties and play dolls. 
Your Bebe used to always tell the story about Jason coming out and saying "have I got a deal for you!"  All of us parents go into this crazy parenting role with preconceived notions of what we will get you to do and what you won't do.  And each of you have your own little personalities that tell us we are crazy for EVER thinking we can dictate to you what you will and won't be. 
In four years you have taught me the definition of patience.  You are extremely headstrong and this is going to take you places.  You want to DO everything and NEVER have it DONE for you.  And saying NO to you is not an option.  I have had to learn to let it go and let you do it.  It may not be the way I want it done but you are learning. 
You have taught me the value of telling those you love that you love them.  Not a day goes by that you don't come up to me at random times and places and say "Mommy!  I love you!" 
You have taught me that it's important to pick your clothes wisely.   But that
 it's less important to choose prints that go together and more important to wear it with attitude. 

You have reaffirmed the value of loyalty.  You may pick on your older brother but, even at 4, you defend him and won't let anyone hurt him.  You get VERY upset when you think he's being mistreated in any way. 

 Putting on makeup is fun.  You love to put on makeup.  You love to paint your nails.  You love to paint your toes.  You are such a girly tomboy.  No one will ever put a label on you... you will break those labels and do it with a laugh on  your face. 
The importance of accessorizing!
and of course...  "letting it go" Frozen style. 
I once said that if I had to sum you up in one word it would be "Joy".  Everything you do...  you do with enthusiasm.  You love joyously and you even cry joyously.  I adore the fact that you bring joy wherever you go and I know that as you grow, that will remain steadfast.  You are my angel girl...  and I couldn't be more proud that you are MY daughter.  I get to call you MINE! 
 Happy 4th Birthday Jocelyn Anne Davis. 



Monday, April 20, 2015


Did you know that every single person you meet has a story?  Of course you know that... duh...  but many people don't really stop to think about it...  EVERY person you meet has a story. 

It might be a happy story.  It might be a sad story.  Most likely it is a real story with both weighing heavily into it... one with adventure, hard decisions, disappointments and great joy.  At least I can hope so. 

I remember sitting to have a drink with many a passenger on ships and listening to their stories.  The clientele, as you know, can be quite a bit older...  which means the depth of their stories were even greater.  It never ceased to amaze me the things the human spirit can endure and even better, persevere through. 

I used to do the "Renewal of Vows" ceremony on board with the captains.  I always asked the couples renewing what their secret to a long and happy  marriage was.  Many of you know that my favorite three answers were: 

1.  Fight naked. 
If when you feel a fight coming on you get naked... you are more likely to get to the makeup portion of the show and you're less likely to say something really hurtful when you are standing there in your all together and lovely. 
2.  Say only half of what you want to. 
How many times have you gotten into a fight and said one thing to many? 
So if you only say half of what you want...  then you hopefully you won't hurt your partner. 

3.  Give 80... expect 20. 
If both parties are always giving 80 and expecting 20 then both are always pleasantly surprised.  I go so far as to say both parties give 100 and expect 0.  :-) 
I have been so blessed to have so many wonderful memories in my short 40 years.  Each memory is a snapshot in my brain with a story to go along with it.  Sometimes I need to remind myself to stop taking ACTUAL pictures and take the mental ones instead.  Those are the ones we carry with us during our darkest moments.  It's those memories you can call on that make us who and what we are. 
That's why when you look at that woman in the grocery store that is lugging three children, two of which are screaming, you should give her a little grace... she may just be trying to get it all done.  Or that person that just cut you off in the left hand lane, speeding in and out of traffic...  they may just be having a moment where they want to feel in control of something and the car is it at that time.   It might just be someone who has completely zoned out and isn't thinking.  Or it might be that they are self involved and not thinking of anyone else but themselves at that moment.  But even they have their story. 
EVERY single person you meet has a story and you can learn something from each and every one of them.... how cool is that?  :-)


Monday, April 6, 2015

Early April Phone Pics and randomness

About four month's ago I made the very heated statement that "I... am NOT a CAT person!!!" 
Then this little creature came into my life about a month ago. 
Meet Simba...  "whassup!"
 Simba and I hang out.  He literally lets me do Anything to him...  and he flops over, he hangs upside down, he plays, he chases his mothers tail.  He is the shiznit.  

He has just started playing with one of the smaller kittens.  
So I am NOT a cat person...  but I think I may be a "simba" person. 
March 22 Shannon, Erica and I went to the Luke Bryan Concert which was the last show for the Rodeo.  We had a BLAST!  What a great concert it was and to share with great friends.  
He put on a great show even if our seats were pretty high up.  :-)
I went to crossfit a week ago Saturday and we jokingly did this picture.  My friend Jennifer and I... everyone needs to work on their superhero.  LOL
 I've had the chance to go out with Erica and Liz a couple of times.  My pretty ladies.  :-)
 And...  just because I love the quotes.  :-)
We did a bit of Saturday night budgeting... well they did.  I had already done mine. 

I didn't have the kids this year for Easter.  :(  And because of that it didn't feel like much of a holiday.  But luckily, Erica and her family included me in their celebration. 
 Mom has been going through some old pictures lately and the one of Kiki really struck me.  How much my dear niece Emilie really looks like her mother.  I see a lot of her dad too, but man...  she embodies the beauty that was my sister.  I love looking into that face and seeing Kristin.


Sometimes its hard to do what you know is right.  It's hard to be the bigger person, especially when you know that you'll probably end up hurt.
I honestly believe that most people are good.  People don't intend to be hurtful or cruel.  I think a lot of it comes from self absorption...  never stopping to see the other side of the coin or think about another's feelings.  

I.... am a people pleaser.  There!  I said it.  I know this surprises ALL of you.  lol
And as much as I don't want to be, because the key to failure is always trying to please other people...  I also think that it's important to make others feel good.  So I often put myself out there and say Happy Birthday even though they would never say it to me.  I invite people because if they weren't their feelings might be hurt.  I offer because if I don't,... maybe no one will.  The voices in my head (and those attached to some very vocal people in my life... lol) tell me that I shouldn't care what others think about me.  To a degree that is true.  But I also have to look at myself in the mirror and like and respect what I see.  I know that when I do... for the most part... I see someone who cares about others and wants them to know it.  Someone who has made mistakes and has learned from them. 

I just read an article about loving your neighbor as you would love yourself.  It was in regards to a Christian woman not judging a same sex couple... and certainly not saying which rights that couple should be able to possess.  Separation of Church and State etc etc.  It's not my job to judge or make those decisions on who is worthy...  the only job I have (well aside from my real job) is to be a good person, think of others and love them for who they are and oh... to be a good mother.  As good of a mother as I can be with the tools that I have available to me right now.  Teach my tiny humans what acceptance and empathy is.  Teach them to laugh, to learn, to jump in puddles and to love their neighbor...even if they're different than we are.
I hope that one day when all is said and done, people will look back on my life... shoot... Hopefully I will look back on my life and know that I did the best that I could.  That I cared as much as I could.  That I gave as much as I could.  Then... I will have been successful.