When The Feeling Strikes

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Often times with a free-spirited heart and mind you do things as they strike your heart. I try hard as I get older to not  be as impulsive as I used to act. I try hard to think things through, to ‘sit’ on them for a time. For example, for years I have wanted my writing to make a difference. I knew as a very young girl I would write as a stream of revenue for myself. How?? well that has yet to be determined as my blog currently produces no income for me.

Today, a gorgeous Monday morning in late August here in the Shenandoah Valley. Those gorgeous mountains that are the claim to fame for Virginia are currently covered in a white foggy dense clouds. It’s not smog, its humidity getting ready to ruin what would otherwise just be a hot day. Once it makes its way down into the valley the day will be hot and miserable. If you have curly hair like myself , it’s called messy bun season. The heat waves we’ve somehow managed to miss all summer have set in and for the next two weeks the area will be miserable with short reprieves with harsh lightning storms.Blog pic 3

I woke my sons up and sent them on their way to school and thought that I really needed to organize myself moving forward. I have a lot of things going on for being just ‘a stay at home mom’ but what sahm doesn’t have those issues. Our days are constantly filled with someone elses needs to get something done, am I right?

I am currently decluttering and making decisions if it needs to go to Goodwill or go to my booth and try to make some money off of it. I have a direct sales business with a growing team that I constantly in connection with daily. I created a craft business that I make products and send them to different booths to sell also. I am trying to sell a house we have. Keep my house clean, which is a joke cause it’s never clean. I am trying to take care of myself, by working out and eating healthy (minus the cookie I just ate). I run several things on my social media pages, cooking dinner, taking care of my family, the list never ever seems to end. So I thought I would force myself to take time to get this ‘ish’ together moving forward. Busy_Mother-686x350.jpg

I must have had a look of blankness or helplessness on my face because this overly charismatic lady that works for the place I am sitting in touches my shoulder and asks if I am getting any work done. She looks at my screen and sees that I am trying to figure out what organization tools work for me and she said ‘Don’t you worry darlin, it’ll come to you. I have faith you’ll do great things!’ Right there in that moment I connected with her on a level of faith. I had tears come to my eyes and said Thank you. She walked away smiling. The thought hit me, how many people does this woman bless daily being massively underpaid to clean tables and saying such kindness to complete strangers?Busy_Mother-686x350

How often do you take the time to really evaluate your surroundings? I tend to let my anxiety kick in when I’m not lost in thought on something else. But today, I looked up.

To my left, a woman wearing gym gear with a baby on her lap, no more than 7/8 months old. Her body language is closed off. At this time of the day for her to be in a shop with me, dressed as she is, my assumptions are that she is also a stay at home mom or also runs a business from home. But when the Kind Lady walks over she touches her shoulder and says how are you today mam? The young mom’s face lights up and the next thing I know, the Kind Lady is sitting at the table listening to the young mom just ramble on and on. Similar to how I was when I became a mom and started staying home. I loved my babies and so thankful I was able to stay home with them but so desperate for adult interaction but not sure how to come off normal. Maybe shes content with life. Maybe she’s battling a level of depression only a stay at home parent can understand. After all, how can you be so depressed when staying home with your child is most mothers dream? As most women will tell you it is entirely possible. I just know that for a brief moment her eyes lit up and she had a wonderful conversation that probably meant more to her than it did to the Kind Lady.

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There is a couple to my front. From what I can gather, they are retired and in the area looking for a second home. Virginia is one of those magical places people by second homes for winter and summer purposes. Full of lakes and mountains to have endless adventures in or to watch the leaves change in the fall and enjoy the snow-covered mountains and the tranquility they bring. I overheard briefly their budget and almost fainted. Their budget for a second home is my budget for a house in the woods twice over! But as they talk amongst themselves the Husband says maybe we shouldn’t do this. To which the wife replies you may be right. The Kind Lady says you’re in your golden years you deserve what makes you happy. It was if a sigh of relief fell over both of them. Maybe they are getting flack from other friends in their golden years who can’t afford what they can. Maybe their kids are giving them a lot of flack. Whatever their cons were seemed to be eliminated the moment The Kind Lady spoke and they quickly got on the phone with a realtor and scheduled an appointment. images (1)

What I noticed is that three tables, three chances to make a difference, and she did. She was brave in her own ways and shared thoughtful gestures and words.

Too much, I am invested in my own little world with my own little minions and my own life issues, that I don’t noticed much around me. Because of The Kind Lady’s encouraging words we all walked away with a different ending than what we could’ve had.

I guess what i wrote all of that to say is, be kind. She didn’t know us, our struggles, or even our names, but she took less than a minute with each of us to make a difference and she will likely continue her shift bouncing from each end of the restaurant looking for people who need encouragement.

It took one minute to change one life.

When is the last time you took one minute to change a life with a simple smile, compliment, kind words, sweet gesture?

Much Love, Monica

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