Laugh.

Hahaha!

Vulnerability

It always amazes me how the smallest things in life can leave the heaviest footprints on your heart. There's a man I work with, middle-aged and single, with no children, who takes care of his grandfather every evening. Although the grandfather has been fighting for the past three years, this man was always there to push him, to keep him hanging on. It was his passion, almost like his duty. The man is one of the most loving and caring, yet one of the most strong-willed I've ever met and I've never seen a tear in his eyes until yesterday. I heard the news of his grandfather's passing and I knew it would be a tough night, especially because he had to be at work. I didn't say much to him all evening and when the day was done and I was about to leave, I went to express my condolences. I waited until he was alone and told him I was sorry for his loss. His back was turned and all he muttered was, "Thanks, Christina." As I turned to leave, I noticed he was crying. I've never seen him so vulnerable, so weak and upset. I didn't sleep much last night and his sad expression has been spinning through my thoughts all day. I don't really know why, but it made such an emotional impact on me.

Inspiration:  Listen.  Hug.  Be compassionate.  Love.

"It's a long, long road you gotta roll down, before you find your way, my friend. And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb, before you get to the top again."--Grace Potter and the Nocturnals ("Low Road")

Artist of the day- Tim Janis

I love Tim Janis' music. His gorgeous, light melodies blended with the soulful, heart-wrenching harmonies have gotten me through a lot of rough times in my life. This song always makes me smile and reflect.

Indulge

I gaze out my window and find myself smiling as I watch hundreds of sparkling crystals gently floating downward, kissing the ground and creating a bed of pure white. Mother Nature is welcoming February with quite a lot of snow, but surprisingly, I don't mind. Only half the people in the world get to experience the pure beauty of winter, and despite the dryness and bitter cold, I consider myself lucky to be one of them. I find myself a bit caught up in anticipation for one of my favorite holidays, Valentine's day. I'm a romantic. I love lace, ribbons, pink and red, chocolate, wine, and snuggling up next to someone special. February is a time of indulgence, and I plan on doing just that.

Giggle for the day

A blonde recently lost her job and was looking for a way to make a little extra cash. She decided that she would try going door to door, asking families in her neighborhood if they had any random jobs for her to do. The blonde went to the first house and knocked on the door. A man answered and she asked him if he needed any help around the house. He replied, "You could paint the porch. How much would you charge?"

The blonde replied that she would charge $50 and the man agreed. He told her where the ladders, paint, and supplies were. The man's wife had overheard the conversation and asked if the blonde realized that the porch went all the way around the house. The man replied, "She should. She was standing on it."

Half an hour went by and the blonde knocked on the door once more to let the man know she had finished.

"You're done already?!" exclaimed the man.

"Yes," she replied, "and I had some leftover paint, so I gave it two coats. By the way. It's not a porch, it's a Ferrari."

Grace Potter and The Nocturnals - Goodbye Kiss

Favorite Modern Artist!

Natasha Wescoat is my favorite.  LOVE the trees.