La mauvaise taille

I love t-shirts that have funny or empowering phrases on them.

I tried one on this morning that just plain didn’t fit… not just in size but in principle. I am so thankful. I am thankful that not every shirt fits.

I am thankful that not every impulsive idea I have pans out.

I am thankful that not every job I have worked has been ideal.

I am so very thankful that not every way I have defined my worth has been true.

La vie douce becomes our present reality through daily putting one foot in front of the other and embracing the day. Embracing the day no matter what it brings; because each moment, each step is a teachable moment.

Our lives are NOT to be like that inspirationally sized pair of skinny jeans we keep in the back of our closets. Who I am right now, and my life right now… it. is. enough. I. am. enough.

La Passion

I have a toddler with a singular purpose in his daily life. His purpose is to just be.

What if.

What if I lived my life with a singular purpose? What if that purpose is to just be? To just be me. To be the me I was created to be?

My little man knows how to do that. And his contribution to this world just as he is, is enough. In fact, it is breathtaking.

La Passion. Zest. Exuberance. Fire. Intensity. Fervor. That. That to me sounds like the good life. La vie douce. Yes. Please.

(Fyi… this is little man’s favorite song. He knows truth when he hears it.)