I remember being in the hospital at 3yrs old after my tonsillectomy.
My dad brought me a little lion. He meant so much to me. I have that lion to this day.
I’m 50. The little things mean fucking every thing.
Remember that.
So often ignorant or stupid people shout down intelligent people.
Just because you’re the loudest and most obnoxious doesn’t mean you’re in the same solar system as right.
Comfy summer dresses, beach walk, and beachfront farmers market?
Yes please!!
Happy Saturday y’all 💜 I’m heading out and hope all of you get some smiles.
Dear Twitter,
It’s called a “joke”.
With this being said, it’s important to note that it shouldn’t be censored.
If it’s not funny to you or offensive please just stop reading.
Simple.
Easy.
You’re welcome,
Softly 💜
The second biggest thing I did to improve my life and increase my joy was force myself to no longer allow any outside source determine my value and I refuse to allow others to tell me who tf I am because I think differently from them. I don’t need to tow anyone else’s line.
I’ve been told I’m too nice so many times.
That’s sad that a decent person with manners is “too nice”.
I guess if I’m “too” anything for anyone’s taste it just means I’m not their person.
People have a way of seeing their way out if you just really pay attention. 💜
Dear Twitter aka “X”
It’s ok to be average, ordinary, people.
Especially nowadays when the bar for average and ordinary is elevated due to wtf is going on when it comes to behavior.
Love,
Softly 💜
So many thoughts
So few whispered words
So these silly thoughts are spread here
So those reading see this brain
So small and so simple
So silly and so weird
So much like you all 💜
So much like the whole world full of so many
So much like you all
The best thing that ever happened to me was finding my inner 8 year old.
The sun shown brighter, the water was bluer, and the bird’s song became magic again.
Curiosity, wonder, and hope are amazing filters for life.
Best part about being being blessed enough to work from home on a Friday is that it doesn’t matter what tf I look like as I type, follow up on emails, return calls, and fix problems… it just matters that I get it done. Yay Friday💜
Ever just spend time with someone who makes you realize you’re pretty great?
I’m so lucky to have found someone who makes me feel like I’m just right. I’m good enough.
I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure he knows how wonderful he is. ❤️
One of the biggest impacts on my enjoyment of life was me forcing myself daily to acknowledge, appreciate, and hold onto the small things for which I’m grateful.
I cannot believe how this life I’ve built is so simple, satisfying, and wonderful. I’m so lucky to have found a small group of good & solid humans as well as work that has purpose, line dancing & a man who makes me feel like I’m exactly who I’m supposed to be. Life is beautiful💜
I want to help everyone. Make them smile, feel safe, feel like they matter. Make sure they feel loved & valued.
Wish I could make them see themselves through my eyes.
I can’t.
Makes me feel useless.
Makes me realize I can’t help.
Breaks me.
You are loved, valuable. You matter.
Have to be honest… I have learned two things from my time on Twitter/X.
1. I will NEVER Google terms I find here again.
2. I will never “show” a “hidden” pic again.
The best way small factions keep power is to prevent the large number of people they control from uniting.
Divide and conquer, remember?
Find the common core with others and unite.
Make the world a better place.💜
I made a wonderful human a Birthday “Cake” which was a three-layered brownie w/ caramel, marshmallows, toffee, & chocolate frosting.
I knew she wasn’t a cake girl.
I knew she loves brownies.
Such a small thing yet it meant everything to her.
Which made it an amazing day for me💜
The friends I’ve I lost whether by my choice or theirs has been bittersweet.
I miss them but my life is better.
Change is hard and scary but often ends up better than what was.💜
The truth is not sexy, fun or convenient
It’s hard, solid, & real
Keep denying it
Keep pretending it’s manipulated
Just don’t be shocked when it blows lies out of the water
Don’t blame it when you’re shocked & feeling stupid for doubting it
It’s actions cannot be denied
💜
They’ll scream you down if you let them
They’ll call the truth crazy
They’ll hit you with cutdowns and hate
Why?
Because evil hates the truth
Because truth sets you free and gives you the power it takes from them
Pay attention
Just because it’s loud doesn’t mean it’s right
Every day-
My boyfriend: “Yes, my delicate flower.”
Me: *giggles* “You better not fucking forget it.”
M bf: “Yes, ma’am” *smacks my ass*
Love this so much for me.
All the small hurts, cuts in your soul, and cruelties add up.
You’re either calloused or bleeding all over everyone you encounter if you don’t heal properly.💜
Do yourself a favor and discover your “attachment style”.
Do yourself another favor & learn how your attachment style works with other attachment styles.
It’s a game changer.
I promise.
The truth is hard.
Facts hurts.
It isn’t easy.
They’ll shout down the truth.
They’ll call facts hateful.
They’ll call you crazy when you speak it.
That’s what evil does… it tries to kill the truth.
I see so many with blessings they dismiss:
Health
A safe home
Food in their fridge
People who care about them
A job that pays the bills and provides them insurance
Yet they fail to see these blessings
May they see them soon and revel in how well they have it
I missed just putting my thoughts and memories out there for the small world of Twitter to read.
Why?
Because it’s crowded in my brain and I’ve not much time left… might as well leave a piece of me out there, floating.
Be the sun in someone’s life even if just for one interaction as you hold open the door. Your smile and kindness may be the only they experience that day.💜
This grey and rainy day is exactly what this hot summer needed.
The trees, flowers, grass, farm fields, and all the critters rejoice. It’s almost like a beautiful collective sigh. 💜
Breakfast burritos with chorizo, fried potatoes, eggs, onions, garlic, poblano and jalapeño peppers, pepper jack cheese, and hot sauce is my love language.
He loves that about me.