For the love of Butter

All wrapped up in 28 minutes

I had a catch up call with the man who interviewed me for a podcast. He told me none of their podcasts has had as much engagement as mine, that I was a great story teller with great energy. And he loved how I shared my story to how it evolved where I am today. He wants more of me - good storytellers. His listeners do engage more with that. Who knew? I thanked him again and told him it was the biggest gift he could ever give me or rather my children - wrapping up my professional life in 28 minutes. Now they can see me beyond the scope of Mom. I am immensely proud of that podcast and the lemonade I've made. XO

I love the rain

Today was the third day in a row of going up the hill in the rain. I wear my raincoat and bring an umbrella in case it pours. I'd prefer to not use the umbrella because you can't exactly run with an umbrella in your hand.

I passed miss lonely heart who now does smile (finally) every time I see her and we mentioned how we were sick of the rain.

Then I passed Peter and said the same thing. And he looked at me and said with a huge smile,

"I love the rain."

I thought about his words as I ran down and he's right. So what if I'm a little wet - it's a different experience to run in the rain but there are puddles to skip over or jump in and our beautiful planet needs rain so I'm changing my tune on how I feel about rain.

Isn’t this beautiful?

Received in an email today:

"You were always such a dynamite constellation of light. It's just not ok for that to dim. The world needs it!!"

Such a dynamite constellation of light.

Wow.

Sure.

Sometimes people write the most amazing, insightful things.

"You have embarked on a journey of self actualization with a hundred facets. Of course pleasure would be part of it. By taking ownership of your life and its trajectory, you have left a TON of people behind. They might still be friends, and good people, but they are stuck and you are unstuck."

Freedom

This has to be one of my favorite of Melissa's blog posts. Totally resonates.

https://melissaannobrien.substack.com/p/freedom

I am FREE.

I am proud of you.

I've been going up Mt P every morning for over a year now so naturally I see some of the same people. One of them is Peter. He's an elderly gentleman (and I mean that in every sense of the word) who goes up every day except for Tuesdays and Thursdays when he's teaching radiology at the hospital. It takes him a couple hours and he's always got his ski poles with him. Sometimes he goes up with his friend Pat and Pat's dog.

This morning I passed them - we said our hellos as we do everyday and somehow Pat asked what I do. And that of course started a longer conversation so I walked down with them. I started sharing - MM, VTWIN - and then Pat said that Mercy does such a great job with their small business program. Lol - of course I share I'm on the board and low and behold --> he used to manage their money before it got moved over to ML/NK. Small world.

We continued chatting and discussing my long list until we got back down to our cars. We stopped at my car and Peter looked at me and said, 

"I am proud of you."

He is such a kind, gentle, caring man. I thanked him, wished him a good day and got in my car and cried. His words touch me everyday and I feel so lucky to see him almost every morning.

Did George Washington Have an Enslaved Son?

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2022/03/14/did-george-washington-have-an-enslaved-son?