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You Were Loved – Wynonna Judd | Finding Self Worth

Sepia Horse | You Were Loved

The very first time I heard this song was eight years ago, in 2003.  I was in a ‘life boot camp’ of sorts where I was given the opportunity to see how I showed up in life, and how others honestly perceived me.  It was a pivotal time in my life where I was desperate for some help to make some major life changes, and I wasn’t afraid of honest feedback (which was not always pretty).  I regard this time in my life with much gratitude, as it was a springboard to a better way to live.

I went from a chronic victim (self-imposed), blaming everything ‘bad’ that ever happened to me in my life for my problems, to taking responsibility for my life and being accountable for my choices.  I crossed over from an unforgiving soul who held on to grudges so deep, to a forgiving soul who realizes that everyone is on their own path, trying their best (or not), and realizing that I could choose whether or not to let others actions affect me and the way I chose to live and respond to life.   I learned to go with the promptings in my soul, no matter the judgment I would receive from others – something I was deathly afraid of and debilitated by.

This song always takes me back to that place and reminds me of my worth that I discovered I had.  In the end, we all want to give the love we have, and be loved and ‘seen’ by others.

 

 

We all want to make our place in this world
We all want our voices to be heard
Everyone wants a chance to be someone
We all have dreams we need to dream
But sweeter than any star you can reach
Is when you reach and find you’ve found someone
You’ll hold this world’s most priceless thing
The greatest gift this life can bring
If you can look back and know
You were loved.
CHORUS:You were loved by someone
Touched by someone
Held by someone
Meant something to someone
Loved somebody
Touched somebody’s heart along the way
You can look back and say
You were loved.
You can have diamonds in your hand.
Have all the riches in the land
Without love do you really have a thing
When someone cares that you’re alive
When someone finds their world in your eyes
Then you’ll know you’ve find all you need
You’ll hold this world’s most priceless prize
The sweetest treasure in this world
If you can look back and say
You were loved
CHORUS
So many roads that you can take
Whatever way you go
Don’t take that road alone
Better you should know…
You were loved by someone
Touched by someone
Held by someone
Meant something to someone
Loved somebody
Touched somebody’s heart along the way
You can look back and say
You did OK
You were loved.
So remember to tell that one
You are loved.

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Francesca Battistelli | Beautiful, Beautiful

Francesca Battistelli | Beautiful, Beautiful
Beautiful, Beautiful by Francesca Battistelli is a new find for me. I love her raw, passionate, deep voice in this track, not to mention the lovely message. If you are looking for some inspiration today, you are in for a treat with this video and these lyrics :-)

(Unfortunately, you’ll have to follow the link and watch on YouTube, no embedding allowed for this video.   TIP:  Right click and open in a new window so you can still follow along with the lyrics.)

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Don’t know how it is You looked at me
And saw the person that I could be
Awakening my heart
Breaking through the dark
Suddenly Your grace

(Chorus)
Like sunlight burning at midnight
Making my life something so
Beautiful, beautiful
Mercy reaching to save me
All that I need
You are so
Beautiful, beautiful

Now there’s a joy inside I can’t contain
But even perfect days can end in rain
And though it’s pouring down
I see You through the clouds
Shining on my face

(Chorus)

I have come undone
But I have just begun
Changing by Your grace

***

Just a little inspiration for Sunday.

I’m exploring more from this artist… Have you heard of Francesca Battistelli before?  What is your favorite track of hers?

Utah Sunset

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Limeade Drink Recipe To Die For

Limeade Drink Recipe
I’ve never been a huge Limeade fan… until now.  Several weeks ago I figured out the recipe for the best Limeade Drink ever after the hubs and I went to a farmer’s market and watched them make it.  We only got one to share because they were $4 each!  We thought it was a super lame ripoff, but we it was really hot out, and we were really thirsty so we bought one anyways.

To make a long story short, we were snatching that sucker from each other until every last drop fell onto our insatiable tongues.  Since then, we’ve been making this drink at home several times per week.

Here’s the recipe…

In a mason jar, add the following:

1/4 Cup of freshly squeezed lime juice (ends up being 1.5 to 2 limes)
1/4 Cup of Organic Cane Sugar (yeah, it’s a lot… but trust me, if you are going to indulge, this is the place to do it!)
3 Mint Leaves (do NOT leave this out – they make it SO good!)
1 Cup of Cold Water
4 Ice Cubes

Put the lid on the mason jar and shake, shake, shake that bad boy – you want to make sure the sugar gets mostly dissolved.

Pour the blend of magic into a 12 or 16 ounce glass.  If you have a bigger glass (16 ounce), you can add in a few of the squeezed lime wedges for fun – but not having them doesn’t seem to make a taste difference.

Add a straw.

Slurp up the yummy goodness like there’s no tomorrow.

The great thing about the straw is that some of the sugar granules fall to the bottom of the cup, and with the straw you end up sipping them back up through getting yummy granules of pure delight.

In this drink, we’ve tried regular store bought bleached granular sugar, natural Rapadura (sp?) sugar (nast in this drink), and Organic Cane Sugar from Costco.  By far, the Organic Cane Sugar from Costco was the bomb dot com.  And, it’s a great value for as much as you get.  And, it’s better for you than the bleached stuff you buy at the store, cuz it’s natural, fair trade, and Kosher.  Just go get it.

Here’s a picture so you know what to look for:

Organic Cane Sugar

Enjoy, and you can come back and thank me later after you’ve made one :-)

 

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An All or Nothing Kind of Gal

Mark:  (offers me a sip of his slurpee)

Me:  (jokingly appalled) Are you offering me sugar during my sugar detox?

Mark:  Yes.  Just one sip.

Me:  There is never ‘just one’ with me.  I don’t work that way.  I’m an all or nothing kind of gal.  If I took one sip, I’d drink the whole thing and then I’d go straight to hell.

Mark:  Then I’ll follow you there.  We’ll kick Satan out and it will be our own little paradise.

paradise

While I was able to resist the slurpee, I proved myself right later in the week.  For our anniversary we went to Outback for dinner and I allowed myself the treat of the irresistible coconut shrimp.  There could only be a little bit of sugar in that dipping sauce – and not much gluten in the batter.  And we haven’t eaten out this nice in so long…

After devouring the shrimp with pure delight, I received my gluten free (and sugar free) ribs.  You ever try eating sauce-free ribs?  There are the ribs, plainly sitting on their plate like an unwanted outcast, not even attempting to beg to be eaten.  They acknowledge that they wouldn’t even eat them.  But I do try.

And after that first hopeless bite that I knew wouldn’t turn out well, I say out loud, “what a sad, sad existence.”

Mark nods his head and asks, “what?”

I answer, “To be gluten and sugar free for your whole life.  I mean, who eats ribs without sauce?  What’s the point?”  I suddenly understood why my nieces and nephews all went through their stages of dipping their fry in ketchup and only licking the ketchup off, or the carrot in ranch dressing, and only licking the ranch off. That barbecue sauce was all I wanted in that moment.  Please, take away the ribs.  Just bring me the barbecue sauce.

So out came the sauce.  And onto the ribs it was generously slathered.  And it was so, so good.

And then there was the movie theater last night.

That warm buttery, salty popcorn with those chocolaty M&M’s is such a winning combination, I thought.  I’ve already messed up royally…

And so it goes.

There is never ‘just one’ with me.

I’m an all or nothing kind of gal.  Perfectly strong for six weeks, and then, BAM!  One exception, and all will power is lost.

So when I fall off the wagon, there is no telling when I’ll finally get back on, if ever.

I sure hope that hellish paradise is an option…

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Help This American Dreamer Make Babble’s Top Mompreneur


Teresa Delfin | Founder of Mountain Mama

Teresa Delfin | Founder of Mountain Mama

Teresa Delfin has shared the stage with Oprah Winfrey, Maria Shriver, Jillian Michaels, Laila Ali, and many more, since her line, Mountain Mama, launched just over a year ago.  The acclaim she is getting is nothing short of AMAZING.  I remember meeting Teresa and her twin sister in Kindergarten.  The shy Spanish-speaking duo couldn’t speak a lick of English (at least not that I could tell).  We were on the playground and I vaguely remember trying to talk to them, being confused that they couldn’t, or didn’t, talk back.  Though we’ve been in and out of touch, Teresa and I have been friends ever since.

When we exactly could communicate, I don’t recall.  Perhaps our communication started with laughter and play, and that was all we needed.  But through the years, we graduated from playgrounds into co-ed parties.  Teresa and her sister hosted the first one near the end of the fifth grade.  How cool were they?  I can still remember the skirt I picked out – pink denim with big green paisley flowers (yikes).  These bi-lingual beauties were a long way from the timid twins I found in Kindergarten, leaping into unknown territory and bringing a slew of us with them.

Teresa’s house became the hub of many parties through the years, where lots of butterflies were felt for the first time, hearts were made (and broken).  In Junior High, she won best hair for the yearbook.  One of her best friends won best dressed (who wore all of Teresa’s clothes).  I’m pretty sure T was student body President, or some kind of reigning queen.

One of my vivid memories of T was sketching out fashion designs.  During sleepovers, a bunch of us girls would wake up in the mornings (early afternoon, more like) and there she would be, already awake and sketching.  One day she would be a fashion designer.  We all had our dreams back then.  But T’s wasn’t just a dream…

A Stanford PhD grad, Professor of Anthropology, world traveler (sometimes alone – we had tickets and plans to back-pack around Europe together and days before we were supposed to leave, my back went out.  While I stayed in bed for two weeks, she went to Europe without me!), and now, the Founder of Mountain-Mama, T has made her dream of fashion designing come true.

Mountain Mama

Her inspiration for this line came from being pregnant and not being able to find maternity clothes fit for outdoor adventure.  Being an avid rock climber, and yoga enthusiast (among other things), Teresa began creating makeshift maternity clothes for herself that would allow her the freedom and flexibility to continue doing the things she loved.  Who said pregnant Mamas couldn’t rock climb and kayak?  Being pregnant wasn’t going to stop this Mama!

Teresa Delfin | Rock Climber

Teresa Delfin | Yoga Enthusiast

Teresa Delfin | Kayaking

Teresa is one of the most capable and ambitious people I’ve ever met.

Please join me in voting for her as Babble’s Top Mompreneur.

All you need to do is click this link, find her name in the Top 4 Spots (it fluctuates due to a close race), Teresa Delfin, and click on “I Like This”.

Please help this inventive Mama make it to the top.  She is deserving… a woman who has made her way, living the American Dream.

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