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BLOG – GIFT DAY 326 :: a month of inspiration :: the power of puppies and water

22 Nov

Today, in my month-long nod to inspiration, I share some water and a bath.
Because it’s very powerful. 

Today, Justin spent most of his day fielding calls and making appointments for Miss Sadie, the visiting puppy that we are fostering for a while.

We think we have found the perfect “forever” family for her to meet tomorrow! Keep your fingers crossed and I will keep you updated.

In order to prepare for the big day…
Miss Sadie took a bath. 

If this were a movie, the mere sight of water would signal “change” and something new on the horizon. Usually it’s rain or an unexpected storm that interrupts the scene. For Sadie, it was a bath and a really fun shower nozzle that squirts water and was, by her standards, super! exciting! fun!

We hope the “water rule” of change and new life that it brings holds true and ushers Miss Sadie into her forever home. She sure smells good and looks the part of precious puppy.

As I uploaded photos tonight, I realized the very last one of her in the bathroom is blurry. To which Justin remarked:

“That’s what she will be, just a blur in our lives.” 

I had to nod my head and agree with a lot of hope in my heart.
And a smile on my face too.

Sadie has already taught me some pretty amazing lessons over these last 48 hours. We all need to feel safe, have a home, good food, fun toys, loving hugs, pats on the back, good boundaries, fair rules and friends to play with.  Oh yeah …and a great bathtub.

All that, just might be the definition of ABUNDANCE.

I will report back tomorrow!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless!}
Jamie

{wishing you abundance}

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BLOG – GIFT DAY 240 fabulous f*ing friday :: love, thank you, blessings and butterflies!

30 Aug

Pathology results are in!
All good. All benign. All clear. 

Whew!
Nothing feels better than good news.

And now, I must say some serious “thank you’s”.

Thank you for your:

  • prayers
  • love
  • blessings
  • texts
  • calls and messages (Sheryl, I still own you a call)
  • cards, cards, cards, cards, cards!!!
  • posts on facebook
  • photos of your children doing funny things (you know who you are!)
  • numerous cards in the mail (Kelly, Janet. et. al.)
  • personalized gifts that touched my heart (Julia, Ellen, Pam, Debby E., Myndee L., Laura, Lily, Drew, Kim, Shannon)
  • flowers (Nancy and Steph)
  • precious presence (Jaynane, Justin, Judy)
  • skill, expertise, know-how, bedside manner (Dr. Milas)

And so much more, and so many more amazing people who I love and adore and hold close to my heart and I’m sure I have forgotten here.  My mind is so relieved it is floating like a bunch of champagne bubbles.

So please forgive me if I forgot to list your amazing wonderful supportiveness. You are counted for in my heart.

There just aren’t enough words to describe how light and lifted I feel.
But I’ll try. 

You know, there’s something that happens when you get the “C” word plastered over a spot on your body by a team of medical experts — it never goes away.  Even after the treatments and procedures and scars heal, you know it was there.

And maybe that is the lesson to learn — how to move on. Upward and onward. 

And so, as I navigated my way through these last eight months tracking down this lump in my throat, there was a part of me that knew in my heart of hearts that I was okay.

There was another part that gasped for air and could barely wheeze under the pressure of another potential “C” label.

If you are a survivor you know. If you love someone who is a survivor, you know too. And that pretty much sums up all of us doesn’t it?

But here’s the thing. The silver lining. The aha moment. The light bulb that has gone off in my head and heart throughout this entire tiring process:  we’re here to love. 

No matter what we go through, or with, or without or within…
We are here to love.

To love each and every foil, flop, fear, phantom or foible.
And to love every moment of calm, peace, quiet and stupendous success.

Sometimes the medical process does nothing more than focus an intense lens on this thing called life. And I think it’s our choice to choose what we see.

It’s also our choice to choose our label. Some choose patient, some say survivor, and others prefer a word called thrive.

Not me.
From here forward I choose a label of love.

L.O.V.E.

It’s ironic really. The “KICK IN THE PANTS” that I promised so many has turned around and kicked my heart into motion.  We are here to love everything that we are given.

So… tonight I sit at my desk feeling a little lighter, with a bubbly mind and a heart that is floating away on butterfly wings….

What do you love?

Happy fabulous f*ing friday.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie
{what do you love?}

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Day 333: it’s f*ing friday :: freeway

30 Nov

It’s Friday.
As in f*ing Friday!

Today’s f*ing Friday is dedicated to freeway.

And we’re off the freeway and home…well almost.

We made it to Brian’s and picked up our puppies.

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It’s been a long f*ing day…..
With tire issues…
Fuel gauge issues….
And a snowstorm (no kidding)…

But we’re back and ready for an f*ing weekend — as in fabulous.

Here’s hoping you have one too!
xo-Jamie

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Day 326: f*ing friday :: flabbergasted

23 Nov

It’s Friday!
And we’re on the road.
Today’s f*ing Friday is dedicated to the word flabbergasted.

As in… Locked out.

Tonight we checked into our Florida hotel room only to find it was already occupied — and not by us.

This is the second time we have encountered this phenomenon with hotels (even nice ones!!!).

It leaves me nothing but f*ing flabbergasted and of course I double locked the door — from the inside.

Just in case.

Day 319: f*ing friday :: freeeeeeeee!

16 Nov

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Frank

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Freeeeeeeeee!

As in, giving feels so good!

It’s the week before Thanksgiving, and while I am usually focused on the gratitude part of this holiday, this year I’m stuck on the giving end.

And it’s so much fun!

So tonight, I am giving away another Lovemore+Fearless Tee. That’s right! The first five people to comment on this blog will receive a shirt for free, scroll down below to learn how.

Why? You might ask…
Because I am inspired by Cami Walker’s story of how giving saved her life, or at the very least, how it made her life much better. In fact, she says her plan to give 29 gifts in 29 days helped her multiple sclerosis, so much so, she began walking without cane.

You can read Cami’s story in her fabulous book titled 29 Gifts: How a Month of Giving Can Change Your Life.

And, if you are one of the first five people to comment below on this blog post, I will send you your very own Lovemore+Fearless Tee. Seriously.

Good luck and …Givemore!!!

xo~Jamie

Warning: May cause an open heart and extreme fearlessness!
Limit one per person, up to five fabulous people!!

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Day 312: f*ing friday :: frank

9 Nov

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Fearlessly.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Frank.

As in, Frank Lloyd Wright. 

Let me be frank…

Ever since I started this promise to be lovemore and fearless this year, all I see are hearts.

I see hearts in rocks.
In leaves.
In the sand and in puddles on the sidewalk.

And, today, this caught my eye:  a heart-shaped island.

It’s for sale.

For just $19,000,000 you could own this 11-acre Petre Island in Lake Mahopac in Putnam County, New York.  It includes 3 structures: Frank Lloyd Wright-designed main residence, guest cottage and artist studio.

The f*ing ironic part?
It’s for sale through Aha Life, a website devoted to curating the finest there is to buy. Let me say that again, you can literally bid to buy this property online. 

I suppose it struck me most because it proves that we can buy anything online these days. Even a private island.

On the other hand, it also makes me appreciate even more the chance happening of spotting a fallen leaf, a lonely rock, or a puddle of water on the street — all in the shape of a heart.

Sure, I could probably find a place to buy ALL of that online, somewhere, somehow.

But, the mere act of spotting them in nature, randomly, haphazardly, unexpectedly, surprisingly, gives me a rush like no other.

It is as if they found me.
And, frankly, it feels pretty good to be noticed.  

Here’s to you.

Happy F*ing Friday!
xo~Jamie

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Day 305: f*ing friday :: fearlessly

2 Nov

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the words Fires

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Fearlessly.

As in, what an f*ing week.

But it is almost over and I hold on to my mantra, to lovemore+fearless as we all move through the current storm — the times we are living in, the upcoming election and the weather pattern sending destructive hurricanes in our path — and the ensuing aftermath.

No matter where you are tonight, here’s sending more love your way.

And, here are some helpful links I ran across that you may find useful:

1) A love letter From Marianne Williamson called “Love Letter to East Coasters”

2) The American Red Cross. You can easily donate by calling this number:  1-800-HELPNOW

3) Or text “REDCROSS” to 90999 to make an automatic $10 donation.

Love more. Be safe. Help out.
Let’s move forward.
Fearlessly.
xo~Jamie

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Day 284: f*ing friday :: facetime

12 Oct

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the words front porch

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Facetime.

As in, brown spots.

I’m trying not to fear the wrinkles and brown spots staring back at me in the mirror.

It’s just, well, they are so …THERE.

Part of me panics about it, fretting, worrying, wondering: When did this happen? How did this happen? 

And part of me just says: Get over it, girl!

My reaction literally depends on the time of day, the amount of sunlight pouring into the crevices in the corners of my eyes, and my facetime.

I mean, seriously, the last time I Skyped with video camera pointing directly on my face with my bestie Sara inside my computer screen, I almost passed out at the person staring back at me. Who was the woman with the brown spots under her eyes and the wrinkles around her mouth?

With a small tremor of terror I slowly realized…
Oh. My. God. That’s. Me.

Other than those small heart attack inducing moments, I am really fine with my aging face. I accept the brown spots and wrinkles on most days as badges of honor and with as much lovemore+fearlessness I can muster.

But it doesn’t mean I would pass up the opportunity to smooth out or lighten up. So, today, I was pretty psyched to see a box arrived for me at the new address.

A box full of skincare products.

Hey, it’s worth an f*ing feel-good try. And, I’ll report back if I see results.

Plus, it’s not worth living in fear of the brown spots in the mirror.  Unless, of course, they are from organic, sugar-free, chocolate ice cream, smudging the corners of my mouth!

Have a good weekend (full of the good, sweet, brown spots)!
xo~Jamie

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Day 278: f*ing friday :: front porch

5 Oct

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Farewell.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the words:
Front Porch.

As in, Boston.

Tomorrow we move for the winter.

And, just to keep things interesting, we are not heading south this year. While we will not be snow birds this winter, we will be living on a beach.

One that looks like this:


Hello South Shore!

We are up for the adventure and I cannot help but think there is reason for this. In my year of loving more and fearing less, I will face my fears of the ocean head on, each and every morning.

The water is merely a few steps from our front porch.

Which will make the sunrise amazing. And sunset walks in the sand beautiful. (Except I will not be in flip flops.)

I’m sure it will be cold, but I am excited to explore living on the edge of the ocean and the edge of my fears. And, to learn the lesson I am supposed to learn.

Whatever it may be.
Lovemore+Fearless.

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Day 271: f*ing friday :: farewell

28 Sep

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the words Freeway Fright.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Farewell.

As in, until we meet again. 

Today was my last day on Martha’s Vineyard for the season.

As I walked to the boat to board the ferry, the skies opened up and began to cry. It poured rain.

And then I looked down at the sidewalk and saw a heart shining up at me, reflecting light of the cloudy sky, formed in of the puddles on the street.

It felt like the final sign. A little reminder of love in the middle of the long goodbye to summer. Until we meet again.

It made me remember that song from college that we always sang:

Friends we are
And friends we’ll always be
We’ll meet again
Returning faithfully
Cottey friends
We’ll always be
Until the end of time

Farewell Summer. Goodbye Martha’s Vineyard. 
Until we meet again. 

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