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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 364 :: a kind way

30 Dec

So many lessons. One of my biggest from this year of Kindness, this year called 2017, is the big doozie. Forgiveness.

She has floated in an out of my life like a little butterfly. Popping up here and there, year after year, reminding me how to cultivate forgiveness. And this year, she popped up again.

Floating above me, calling to me, reminding me to practice the art of forgiveness. It is a kind lesson. Maybe the kindest of them all. For forgiveness floats in and out, back and forth and then always returns.

More tomorrow…



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Day 127: f*ing friday :: forget

7 May

Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. 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 Fairytale.

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

As in, forget about it.

Yesterday, I forgot about F*ing Friday.

How F*ing Forgetful of me.
You see, it was quite a busy week around here, beginning to prepare for the move north, looking for a fall apartment, a storage unit, and fumbling through car options while figuring out what to do with the end of my looming car lease.

All while holding down the fort by myself (while Justin traveled back to the west coast) while still working, meeting deadlines, as well as not forgetting to feed and walk myself and the dog.

Then yesterday, in all the flurry, I had a magical moment getting caught up in the cute little duckies waddling by my window. Inspired! Spontaneous! Spectacular!

Before I knew it, it was Saturday afternoon by the time I realized… I forgot about F*ing Friday.  Blasphemy!

It’s been a trend over the last month actually.

First, I forgot about Easter.

Then, I forgot which week Mother’s Day would land and moved the celebration up a week in my mind. I even convinced Justin it was a week in advance this year (but I did send those greeting cards off in the mail early).

You see, I barely know what season I am in, let alone the day of the week, this being the first time ever living in the tropics. I keep calling winter “summer”, and summer “winter”.

(In a totally forgetful move, I was even surprised to hear I would need to pack a coat for my trip to Boston next week. A COAT! What’s that? It’s already 90+ degrees down here in the tropics!)

If there is one thing I have learned (sometimes the hard way) through forgetting to say thank you, forgetting to take out the trash, forgetting to pick up the mail, forgetting to unload the dishwasher, forgetting my best friend’s birthday, and forgetting yesterday’s F*ing Friday…

It is this:
There are three very powerful words in this universe and sometimes that’s all there is left to say.

I am sorry.

And, hopefully with a little time, attention, consistency and a little love those three words will be enough to to bring out an even more powerful “F” word, in fact it’s the most F*ing magical one of all:


Happy belated Friday.
I am sorry.
Can we just forgive and forget?


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