Sometimes It’s The Simple Things That Get You Through
I sit at my desk.
…My eyes drift.
I see my boss’s window from my desk. I see the line of trees just beyond it, and I think of yesterday, Sunday, when my husband and the kids lifted a beautiful rainbow kite in the shape of a parrot, above the trees, high in the sky, caught in the wind, and fluttering all free.
Sigh.
I look at my to-do list. The phone rings. I take the call and do my best to find an answer. I hang up and make a note, and I glance at my computer screen, at the picture of my kids at the fair last year stretched across my monitor. They stare at each other’s face, one all red like Spiderman and the other gets her arm painted with glittery pastel flowers. Then I’m thinking about Saturday, packing up some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, taking the kids to my son’s soon to be elementary school, and swinging on a giant red metal porch swing in the sun, eating our lunches and dreaming about the fun we’re about to have crawling all over the playground.
Simple reminders planted around my desk make me smile. I remember these simple moments in life—the best moments. They help me find inspiration and joy, and they push me to keep doing my best at work. To be a role model, to be a good team player, and to teach the importance of the values I love at work to my kids.
The most important feeling I’ve learned in life is to look for the happy in the simple things, and being happy, manifests more happy. More happy manifests dreams and builds reality.
So as we’re looking to build our castles in the sky, remember the dirt, the flowers, and all the exciting parts we live every day.
Happy Monday!
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Lesson Learned: Never Assume
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Ever felt like you chased the wrong thing one day, you poured in so much energy and fear into the possibility of what could happen, and then when you stare and face it, nothing happens at all?
That was sort of my week this past week, which brings up a really good point, I love it when I’m wrong. Now don’t get me wrong, at first it kind of stings. I back up and I think, “What just happened here?”
But the clouds start to fade and the emotion breaks up. I feel joy instead of fear, and I remember my husband and I, standing in the kitchen while I cleaned up dinner this week. He asked me, so, how did your meeting go today? I felt a giant grin lift my face as I wiped down the counter and I answered back, surprisingly, nothing bad happened, and you were right.
I have always said, I am my worst critic. It’s true and this past week has actually been really good for me—a reminder to relax and live in the moment. A lesson for next time to stop myself and say, you know what, you don’t know.
Right now, I’m feeling thankful for my Facebook community and all of my new friends. Searching out quotes and pictures centered on peace, love, and happiness, keeps me focused. So I’m learning and thinking about giving every moment a chance, and to never, ever, assume intention.
I’ll keep doing my best!
Caught In A Moment? Erase Later.
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My Dream! I Can Finally Share My Biggest News
One More Day, J Taylor Publishing’s latest Anthology of short stories is set to release in December 2013 in both ebook and paperback, with my YA piece Stage Fright inside these beautiful pages.
Here’s the Theme for Each of the Stories Inside…
What if today never ends?
What if everything about life—everything anyone hoped to be, to do, to experience—
never happens?
Whether sitting in a chair, driving down the road, in surgery, jumping off a cliff or flying …
that’s where you’d be … forever.
Unless …
In One More Day, Erika Beebe, Marissa Halvorson, Kimberly Kay, J. Keller Ford, Danielle E. Shipley and Anna Simpson join L.S. Murphy to give us their twists, surprising us with answers to two big questions, all from the perspective of characters under the age of eighteen.
How do we restart time?
How do we make everything go back to normal?
The answers, in whatever the world—human, alien, medieval, fantasy or fairytale—could, maybe, happen today.
Right now.
What would you do if this happened … to you?
And How Do I Feel?
“Hope is a waking dream.”
~Aristotle.
~Erika









