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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 344 ::christmas kindness

11 Dec
{receiving}

Today I continue the month of Christmas Kindness!

Today I was on the other side of kindness….

I received an early Christmas gift. It was a bundle of yarn to crochet. I have not “crocheted” (is that a word?) since I was a little girl. My Mama Sling taught me how to hold the yarn and weave it together in a gentle way that eventually created a scarf.

My scarf was crooked with wobbly holes. But I loved it. I loved it so much I gave that scarf to my friend Kari for her birthday. We were maybe in second grade and I’m sure the “gift” looked just as wobbly as my little fingers as they mimicked my mothers weaving magic.

But it was the thought that counted the most. And that brings me to this:  Sometimes the best part of kindness is receiving.

Being open to gifts and the love that comes with it might just be one of the secrets of Christmas.

And now…. I crochet!

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{receive}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 339 christmas kindness

5 Dec
{hug someone}

Today I continue the month of Christmas Kindness!

My dear Mama Sling loved Christmas. She loved wrapping the presents with gigantic bows that she made from her very hands. Mama Sling spent hours making those bows, and they were beautiful too.

Every Christmas we had to assemble the entire tree scene and set up with one goal — “Don’t crush the bows!”

Our Christmas Tree was a gigantic game of Tetris. The boxes had to be placed “just right” in order to keep all the bows fluffy and shiny and new. Mama Sling would sit back in her chair and command us to move and shuffle boxes under the tree until they found the perfect spot that would showcase all their glory.

Mama Sling’s bows were just one of the many, many, many things she did exceptionally well. Another talent of hers was the art of the HUG.

Mama Sling could hug a stranger and make them feel like family. Nobody made it past our front without a hug.

And so it is, in this month of Christmas Kindness, that I am sharing hugs. The Mama Sling kind. The kind that make you feel all warm inside and loved and accepted. Kind of like being wrapped in a beautiful bow.

Hug someone.
It’s Christmas Kindness.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{hug someone}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 160 :: kind thoughts

12 Jun

For the record.  

This was just given to me… and I have to say, how true it is.


OMG – my mother WAS right about everything. And with that, all I can say is, kind wisdom is the best wisdom.

With love and kindness.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{right}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 38 :: winning

7 Feb

Day 38. Mama Sling.

Tonight, the Denver Broncos won Superbowl 50. Mama Sling would have been happy.

Very happy.

So much so, my father and sister both texted me after the game saying just as much. Which I think is so perfect – like Mama Sling was right there watching the game with all of us.

And that feels like winning to me (even if it’s not the team I wanted to go to the big game).

To be honest, I would have my team lose if it meant seeing my mom again, cheering on her team, squealing with those high pitched giggles, scolding John Elway and then cheering him on again, all the while holding her breath for the final game-winning kick.

Of course, tonight’s game wasn’t quite that dramatic. There were more flags than footballs (certainly more penalties than touchdowns). But the image of my mother holding her breath, squealing, cheering and laughing with glee came back to me all the same. Like she was right here. In so many ways she was. Is. Will continue to be.

Because we never really lose what we think we have lost.
And maybe that’s the point of this big old silly game we all play anyway.

P.S. I did my yoga 😉

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{playing?}
#lovemoredomore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 25 :: this gift

25 Jan

Day 25. This gift. 

It’s almost an hour until my birthday begins. So this gift is on me, to you, if you like free yoga that is. 

Click here: LISTING OF FREE YOGA  

Okay, maybe that’s not the biggest gift ever given… but I am starting to think that this year of yoga could be the best gift I ever gave to myself. Of course the jury is out for about another 340 days.

I have to admit, tonight, I didn’t feel like any sort of downward dog. And that’s the power of a promise. It’s a nudge, a kick in the pants, a reminder of what I said I would do, every single day. So I did my yoga. And I felt better once it was done. 

And that brings me to this: my Mama Sling. I realized in the middle of my downward, upward, sun salutations that what I really wanted was a hug from my mom. On the eve of my birthday my thoughts center on her – what was she thinking, doing, dreaming, hoping, bracing herself for in these moments before I came into the world just after the clock struck midnight. (I did break her tailbone, so maybe it’s best that we not relive that particular moment in time.)

As long as she’s been gone I still long for these moments with her, how she would retell the story of my birth (all ten, wrinkled, roly-poly pounds of me). And yet, the older I get, the more I find my birthday story is really her story. After that day, the rest of my days are my own promises to keep.

So tonight I bought myself an early birthday gift. A new pen.
To write the rest of my story. 

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{writing?}
#lovemoredomore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 325 :: bliss -full- holiday

25 Nov

Today’s bliss…a holiday pie. 

I attempted something new tonight. A pie. Not just a pie but my mother’s pie crust and a pecan pie filling.

And I have been attempting that pie since 6PM.

First, I made an emergency trip to the store to buy a pie pan. It turns out I only own a cake pan. And it seemed silly to make a pie in a cake pan. So, Grocery Outlet to the rescue. Thank you. Done!

Then, there was a call to my sister. To confirm that the crust was setting up correctly. I texted her photos. She walked me through it over the phone and recommended a little milk. As I reached into the refrigerator for milk the phone dropped and hit the kitchen floor. And then the screen went blank.

It was now 8PM on the eve of Thanksgiving. I knew nothing would be open on Thanksgiving Day so I packed up my purse and broken phone and headed to Verizon. While driving there I got lost (of course, this is still a new town to me!). This is when I realized that I cannot navigate the world without Siri and my phone.

Around 8:30 I zoomed into the Verizon parking lot. An hour later I left with two new phones. BTW: Verizon is having a buy one get one free sale for those Black Friday shoppers out there.

Back to the pie. I have no idea how this thing is going to taste. But I know this. It’s now 11:41PM. We have two new phones, one pie coming out of the oven and a few too many glasses of wine.

Happy Holidays. Happy Eating. Happy Bliss.
Oh yeah! And this….Don’t forget to call someone you love.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie
{who you gonna call?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 318 :: blissful dreaming

18 Nov

Today’s bliss…bed.

More like my bed heater. It’s that time of night over here. Where I switch on the bed heater before I write my blog so that I can crawl into the warm cozy sheets as soon as my eyes are ready to fade.

Because it’s getting cold here. The rain is turning into chilled air and it feels like winter is on her merry way. Which I welcome with open snowballs in my arms. Because that means the holidays are coming, and twinkling lights with green wreaths and surely my attempt at making my mother’s dinner rolls will soon follow.

And just the thought of that has me singing in my head a refrain from a musical that I can barely remember. But I remember this line:

All I want is a room somewhere. Far away from the cold night air. Warm place, warm food, warm chair… and wouldn’t it lovely. 

Loverly. Loverly.
Blissful dreams. Night night.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{loverly}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 262 :: PJ moments

24 Sep

 

Bliss moment of the day: comfy pajamas.

I don’t know if it’s thoughts of Christmas morning…
Or snuggling under the covers…
Maybe it’s the comfort from Mama Sling when I was a child sick in bed…
Or pillow fights from teenage pajama parties…
Possibly going to class in college with only a care for comfort…
Or sleeping in on Saturday mornings…

Whatever it is …. I LOVE MY PAJAMAS!

So tonight, I end this day with a thought of PJ’s.
And there seems to be promise in that.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore, 
Jamie
{night night?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 96 :: surprise simple pleasures

7 Apr
The photos arrived today!  My cousin sent me the photos of my Mama Sling’s wedding day that she happened to find going through some old photo books.

They bring me such JOY! And it has me thinking about simple bliss. The tiny things that bring me so much happiness.

I have to admit, it’s hard to remember the simple pleasures of the everyday when my mind is caught up in trying to figure out the complex measures (and stress) of the everyday.

Maybe that is the lesson of this year… that bliss is always just a photograph away. Or a ray of sunshine, or flower blooming, or child laughing.

It’s all here.
Already.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

  {what is your simple pleasure?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 91 :: highlight of my day

1 Apr

 

If ever there was something to bring me bliss… it is this!  My cousin sent this image to me today. It’s my Mama Sling on her wedding day. (Long before I ever arrived on the scene, and well within white gloves are all the rage!)

She’s so perfect. It was probably the most blissful day of her life. And I love it. More than anything else I love thinking of her like this, before the chemo and the hats and the wigs. She’s all hope and white gloves and pill box hat.

Sometimes pictures say a million blissful things.
And on April 1st, that is no joke!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

  {what was the highlight of your day?}
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