a-musing-lee twin reflections

As we come to the close of yet another year, like so many others it was full of ups and downs, some smiles and tears, loss and pain, it also brought many challenges and was full of lots of change. I want to thank those that were there for me during some of the more difficult times and to those that brought some laughter and joy. Those that accept my imperfections and flaws and continue to challenge me to become a better person. I am truly grateful for those that have crossed paths in this story of mine. I look forward to continuing life's journey with those that are part of another chapter as we learn from yesterday, live for today and hope for tomorrow.  Wishing everyone all the best for the coming new year. While I know it too will be filled with mountains and valleys as we continue to learn and live, I hope it will be the best one yet. Warmest thoughts of a happy new year. Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering it will be happier - Alfred Lord Te...

This journey we call life is not an easy one. It is filled with ups and downs, highs and lows and everything in between. The universe cares not if we are strong or weak, or rich or poor. We are human, we all feel the range of emotions that make up life.  While we do have a choice in how we choose to manage those emotions, they usually take us by surprise and we just react, it's our nature. Not many of us are always fully present enough and in control to guide our actions and our thoughts and consciously make the choice to laugh or grieve, fight or take flight.  I write about this struggle because as of late, I haven't chosen well. When it comes to letting go or healing, we all process differently and the reasons vary. Whether we are afraid of moving on or we fear that guilt will play a role or maybe it's our own selfishness or love that we don't want to give up.  Maybe we think that if they are no longer actively in our thoughts the memories associated with that s...

As I celebrate another year in life and reflect over the last few months of thoughts and actions, I continue evaluating my path. As a new year begins, we all tend to think about changes we can make and setting new goals. For those that know me well, know that for the last few years, September ushers in the commencement of three to six months of reflection, assessment and contemplation of the past, the present and the future. It propels me to take action and discover new depths as I think about what is yet to come and attempt to sketch out a plan of action for what the next chapter in my book of life will look like as I move forward. As I continue with this process, I came across some notes I had made a few years ago that still apply in many ways, so I figured I would rework them into this particular post. Listed below is the attempt to work through the chaos of my thoughts, the discovery of myself and the actions I would like to follow in the coming year. I am not typicall...

As I, or "we" celebrate the day we took our first breath on this earth, I reflect a little more on my other half and the fact that I am part of a "set" or "pair". My other half being my identical, mirror image, twin sister. Yes, I am a twin, a set of sisters.  Yes, we look alike, I have a "double", but there is no "clone".  I am me, she is she. We are not one, we are not three, but she is a lot like me.  We are similar in many ways, but we each have particular personality traits that make us unique. It seems peculiar to say that we are our own individual, but it's true, we are, even if the majority of our lives we have been referred to as more aptly, the "twins". I understand that being a twin is unique, not as rare with the help of science now days, but still, just plain different, so questions are going to be asked and I laugh at the questions that inevitably come when one learns that I am a twin. I know other ...

From the outside looking in.... We all have struggles and challenges in life and each of us choose different avenues and paths in how we choose to deal with them.  Over the years, I have had many friends make statements about how unbelievably strong I am.  Comments that they could never have weathered the storms that have come my way or handled the challenges that have been part of my path in life.  From my side, I see the irony in what is perceived and what is felt.  What is it they say....it's all about the sensation in the eye that views the subject, rather than delineating the details of subject. I suppose all of us feel differently about our life as opposed to how it's viewed by others.  Life encompasses impressionism...each story, with all the elements ...as one conceptual view is replaced by another. They see the beautifully painted picture and I see and feel the smattering of all the different colors of paint thrown, brushed, and swirled on the ca...