What a simple warming dessert for the coldest of evenings.
This should not even require a trip to the grocery store! If you have peaches laying around the house, you should have the other ingredients too, making it the perfect evening treat for those cold winter nights!
“There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look.” – Henri Matisse
I have lived in Tucson for almost 11 years now. That’s a huge record in my life since it’s twice as long as I’ve lived anywhere else. I feel like this rather large city of 1 million people is just a small town spread out over a large area. I drive from corner to corner and know the ins and outs of almost every part of it by this point. But I still haven’t seen it all, and probably never will.
Even driving down the same road I drive every day, I will randomly notice something different, and new. Or is it new? Just because I haven’t noticed it before, I feel like it must be new, but it’s funny how we get into patterns; looking the same direction, noticing the same things. Just switching from the driver’s seat to the passenger seat gives a whole new perspective. But if you really want to see new things, you have to get out and walk. Or bike. Or ride a horse. Or something besides drive.
Yikes! It’s been too long since I posted. I’ve been having trouble bringing myself to write this post, because I’m afraid I won’t be able to accurately put my feelings into words, and give it the justice it deserves. I also couldn’t find the right picture, and that was upsetting. But anyway, we can’t sweat the small stuff, so here it is.
Today’s post is about my grandmother. Growing up, I had the best grandma in the world. I know, everyone says that, and I also have the best mom in the world, but it makes sense because she was raised by an incredible woman. If this trend continues, that would make me… just kidding 🙂 OKay but really, my grandma was an incredibly amazing woman and I, her favorite granddaughter, of course. I don’t talk about her a whole lot since she passed away about 7 years ago; actually, it was 7 years ago last month. But, she is my something old, and will forever be a part of who I am today.
She often played the role of mom, considering I grew up with a very busy single mom who worked in a high-stress, time-intensive job. In fact, when my mom moved to Arizona, she left me and my siblings with my grandma for 6 months before we moved to join her. We had a very special relationship and it was a difficult time, to say the least, when we lost my Grandma to cancer. Continue reading
“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” – Ernest Hemingway
A difficult thing I deal with each day is trying to embrace every day and each moment. So often I am just reaching for that destination, racing toward the finish line, and not appreciating what I’m learning and experiencing all along the way.
But don’t we all? Working toward deadlines, sprinting until… what? What exactly are we running towards? The end of one piece of our life. Okay, great so that part is done, now we move on to the next. Is this really what we want; realizing one day that we’re 80 years old and never truly enjoyed all the pieces of our puzzle – the laughter and triumphs, but also the mistakes and lessons – taking each day in stride and reflecting on what we’ve done, who we are? This blog is helping me do just that. My motto for March? Be Here Now.