Last weekend, I felt drained. On a Sunday afternoon walk with my mother, the sun shining (how's that for irony?) and the grass finally turning that green hue that reminds us of summer, my brain felt like one giant puddle of left-over-from-spring mud.
"What's wrong with me?" I asked my mother, hoping she'd say something warm and encouraging and cudle me up in a giant bear hug.
"You just need to do it," she said, and by do it, I'm pretty sure that translates to "stop thinking so much...
She had a point, even if I didn't get my hug.
Don't we all feel this way at some point in our lives? There will be times when we need a little dose of inspiration thrown our way - those times when we just need to sit back and remember the little thing in life that we love. I find it helpful to list a few of my inspirations to get myself out of that rut and back into the light. Here are a few of my inspirations. What inspires you? I'd love to read your list.
Favorite Place in the World: My home. I'm a homebody and have always been one! There's something so comforting about just staying home, curling up with a cup of cocoa and watching my favorite show, Frasier, with my mom. Plus, I get some of my best writing done at home; my room is a great place for thinking!
Favorite Fashion Statement: I'll be the first to admit that I'm just now getting a sense of style. I never really cared much before, but I'm finding it fun to discover pieces such as vintage jewelry. I'm really, really into that right now. I (shamefully?) have quite a few boxes lying around the house, much to the annoyance of my mother and sister.
Favorite Movie: I'm probably the only person on the planet who has seen this movie over 100 times, but the '80's film, Shag, is my absolute favorite! It's a great coming-of-age movie about 4 friends set against the backdrop of the sands and surf of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina in 1963. The film chronicles their last summer hurrah before they all go their separate ways. It's got great music too, which I love.
Favorite purse: I fear my mother passed on her purse fetish to me. I recently started using a very small, yellow-and-colorful-flowers bag. I've got way too much stuff in there already, which is another sign I'm turning into my mother. At any one time, you could probably find a dollar's worth of loose change, a couple Hershey's kisses and occasionally, the random PEZ dispenser. Have I ever shared with you my undying love for PEZ dispensers?
Favorite household item: There's nothing like a good lamp. My sister found this great bedside lamp recently, and I love to write by it at night. It really sets a calming mood.
