Tag Archives: Pink

JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 110 :: trust in mother nature

20 Apr


The world is pink, if only for a moment. Spring blossoms have taken over the trees and it just makes me happy. Maybe it’s because they are pink? Maybe it is because it is finally warmer outside? Maybe it is because the promise of summer is just around the corner… 

Or maybe it is because it is a reminder to trust Mother Nature. As Earth Day approaches I couldn’t think of a more beautiful way to celebrate our planet than to capture her beauty. And that is what makes me happy. 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.



Want daily support in your biggest dreams and promises? 
Join me! 
Sign up for thepromisedaily.com

JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 122 :: pink petals

1 May

I can’t remember the last time I have spent this much time in bed and the bathroom. But the good news is I am almost turning a corner. The fever has finally broken and it’s raining pink flower petals.

Literally.  As I was taking a shower pink flower petals started falling from the sky. 

Of course, it was Justin, on the other side of the curtain throwing them over and on top of me.  It was absolutely the most joyful thing that could have happened since I have been cooped up in this sick bed.

What a joyful surprise.
When you can’t go see the flowers, let the flowers find you.

More tomorrow…



Want daily support in your biggest dreams and promises?
Join me!
Sign up for thepromisedaily.com

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 128 :: oh pink!

13 May
Long day. Late night. So I give you this:

More tomorrow.

  {what are you wishing for?}

Jamie’s BLOG – DAY 93 :: surprise! flowers!

4 Apr

Look what I spotted growing today — in the front yard! Beauty.

Happy Friday!

More tomorrow.

{!happy friday!}

2014 BLOG – DAY 74 :: pretty in pink

15 Mar

A few photos from the first signs of spring around here, blooming outside of my office window:

I have no idea what this tree is or how long the little pink blooms will last, but it’s beautiful. So I’m sharing it.

More tomorrow.

{what’s blooming with you?}

Day 268: have a theme song? (REPRISE)

25 Sep

I had a profoundly wonderful conversation with a friend today that made me remember this blog post from last year. So, I opted to republish tonight because I think it is significant.

This one’s for you my dear…believe in yourself.


On Day 149 I wrote about how I held on to this blog for one more day after seeing the movie Bridesmaids and it’s absolutely 80’s theme song Hold On by Wilson Phillips.

Later, Cheryl posted a fantabulous question:

My question to you is: if you had to pick ONE song as your THEME song, what would it be?’

Now, that’s a great question, especially during this year and through the course of The Promise 365.  So great, I am dedicating an entire blog post to it.  So, thank you Cheryl, from the bottom of my heart.

Here we go…

Before I share my theme song, I want to share what I think about theme songs ~ I believe in them.  I always have one.

I blame Whitney Houston.
If it weren’t for Whit, I wouldn’t have started my love affair with theme songs.

You see it all began at a 6th grade slumber party.

It occurred during a lip-sync competition in my friend’s living room.  My song was Greatest Love of All and I was stage ready, with hair brush in hand and collar turned up I stole the shag carpet living room stage with wood paneling backdrop.  I practically had the audience (five other 12 year-old girls) crying by the time I was done with that little number.

At least that’s what I remember.  I put my heart and soul into it.
And, yes, that may be right about the time I realized not everyone sings into their hair brush microphone in front of the bathroom mirror and bright vanity lights at night.

But, I won the lip-sync competition and was properly rewarded with a bag of Doritos and a movie we watched on a “VCR” ~ have I properly dated myself yet?

That was circa 1986, but it doesn’t stop there.

Zoom forward to 1991, a first kiss, a first fall for love and a first really bad choice in theme song.  Justin came into my life right about the time Paula Abdul came on the national scene.  Which explains why our first song will forever be remembered as Rush, Rush ~ one we couldn’t rush fast enough to regret (the song, not the first kiss!).

There was my high school senior song, Right Here, Right Now by Jesus Jones.  That was 1992 and it came into my life following my diagnosis of cancer and months of treatment followed by the hoopla of graduation, college acceptance, and a new frontier I was grateful to explore, leaving the IV’s, radiation and surgery behind.

(As a side note, the rest of my graduating class voted for Joker, by Steve Miller Band).

Five years later, after college and dating and break-ups and the craziness of trying to grow up, I celebrated my 5 year remission mark by renting out a bar and throwing a party in Washington D.C. with all my brand new co-workers who had known me for all of five minutes.  There’s nothing like meeting someone for the first time with an intro of:  “Hi, I’m Jamie. I had cancer, want to come to my remission party?”

It worked, the bar was packed.  I hired a band and they brought another band to open for them.  And they played my theme song.  What was it?  Alive.  It was the “I’m still alive” part that got me drunk, singing at the top of my lungs.  Hey, I was 22 years old.

A few years later I experienced the first deep loss of my life.

It was also the moment that I had my first encounter with a mystical force that is beyond words.  My mother passed away after a long battle with breast cancer.

On the night she died, I was over 1,000 miles away from her in Ann Arbor, Michigan.  In the middle of the night, I woke up and bolted straight up in bed.  I looked at the clock and stared with confusion until I fell back asleep.  I later found out that was the exact time of my mother’s death.  Shortly after her funeral this song found me, 1000 Miles by Vanessa Carlton.  In fact, it still finds me, at the most appropriate times.

There were many happy years with lots of happy songs, jobs, condos, marriage, until of course there wasn’t.  Disaster struck.

I left my home, my marriage and my life all in one night. 
That’s another story for another day, but my theme song got me through it.  Whenever Pink came on the radio belting out So What I turned up the volume and screamed from the top of my lungs.  I did that for two years until the divorce papers came through signed, sealed, and delivered.

And, that pretty much brings us full circle, which brings this little story back to Justin.

We reconnected on Facebook, of all places, fifteen years after that first kiss.  Well, you can’t blame us for “rushing” into anything.  You could say we took our time or maybe held our breathe, or a little of both.  Either way, Just Breathe by Pearl Jam played in our hearts and minds as we moved to a little island off Cape Cod to figure it all out.

And, now, to answer Cheryl’s question. 
My current theme song of 2011 for this Promise of 365 Days is….

Drum-roll please.

I could have chosen Raise Your Glass or Firework or so many more.  But here’s where I landed, for a year of focusing on my head, heart, body & soul:

Believe In Yourself by Brad.

Because, I believe you can do anything…
If you believe in yourself

I would love to hear some of your theme songs.
xo ~Jamie

Day 276: yes you can

3 Oct

It’s October.
For Red Sox fans that means a few painful tears and jeers. For breast cancer patients and survivors October means wading through a sea of pink products and reminders that there is a “fight” to be fund-raised, walked, raced, and hopefully won someday soon.

For me, in this year of taking care of my head, heart, body and soul, October means a new season in my life and a new promise to myself.

I am officially committing to changing my dependence on caffeine.

It may be a small step, but for me it’s a big commitment to a dance I have been stumbling around and stepping on my own toes for awhile.  When I announced my new “new” commitment to reduce caffeine in my diet, Justin smiled and said: “You know you already did that, and then decided as long as it didn’t have sugar in it you could drink it again, right?”

He’s right.
That’s exactly what happened.

But it is different this time.

For one: I am not going cold turkey like I did with sugar.  I will allow a little and hopefully that will help me get off of a lot.

For two:  I have a bigger inspiration for making things stick.  After meeting with Suzi last week I realized that I need to take care of my body for more than just me, for more than just this year of The Promise 365. I owe it to my future too — for having a family and creating a strong body that can make strong babies someday.

And, that, is all the inspiration I need to say:  yes you can.

There is great confidence in saying that three letter word: yes!

Just today my dear friend Laura sent me a link to an incredible story of a woman named Vicki George. Vicki was an outstanding athlete, playing intercollegiate varsity softball at Temple University and ultimately women’s major league fast pitch (not to mention a whole lineup of other sports too).

At the age of 39 she was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis (MS).
When I read Vicki’s story my heart fell.  I know the pain of being an athlete one week and a patient the next, trading in a uniform for a hospital johnny.

But, guess what Vicki did?
Instead of allowing her disability to disable her, Vicki started an organization called Yes U Can, a community-based, staff-assisted exercise program for people with disabilities, people who otherwise wouldn’t be able to get up and out to the gym — including herself.

Being able to work out her muscles gave Vicki a sense of new-found control  — rather than being helpless and feeling hopeless.

“I felt like I was back in control again. I felt empowered to do things. I didn’t feel helpless. I started to feel alive again. I started to accept what I could not change, but I realized that there was a lot that I could change.

To Vicki, I say — Yes YOU did!
As for me, I am still on the can — I know I can do without this caffeine addiction and I know I have the inspiration to get there …one less coffee cup at a time.

Whatever October means to you, I hope there are a few new, inspiring and meaningful promises to say YES to for yourself and your dreams too.

<span>%d</span> bloggers like this: