“Love Everyone For Who They Are.”

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Over the past few months – my 8 year old daughter has been finding any chance she can to write things like “Love Everyone For Who They Are” or “Believe in yourself” or “Love everyone on Earth”  or “Take care of each other” – whether it is on a community black board at the local frozen yogurt shop, on sample papers at the art store or at the beach in the sand.

For the majority of her life – she has felt like the Odd one out. Different.

An “Other.”

She has come to the conclusion that there are many other “Others” out there – who feel just as alone sometimes as she does and that maybe leaving random notes for them to find in unusual places, might just remind them of how beautiful they really are.

Funny thing is – most of us feel like “Others” on a daily basis.

Even those with over 2000 “Facebook friends” that “Everyone loves!”

We could all use these little reminders now and again and today I needed to put this photo here and remind myself to love ME for who I am – even when I feel ugly, “Frumpy”, less than perfect, broken, saggy and flawed.

I thought maybe you might need it too…and maybe, just maybe you (and I) might  follow her lead and start writing “messages in the sand” for other “Others” to find when they need it the most.

Random acts of uplifting thoughts – left for the people who need to find them…sounds like a great way to spend those few minutes you would have spent checking to see what your “Friends” are doing on Facebook when you are out enjoying a walk on the beach, enjoying your favorite frozen yogurt flavor or browsing art supplies in the “Pen” section of the art store.

Yes?

Yes.

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My Little “Lorax”

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Took my 8 year old daughter to get some frozen yogurt after school yesterday.
She was sitting looking out the window and took a big scoop of yumminess into her mouth and her brow furrowed and she looked incredibly depressed all of a sudden…not the face I was expecting to see after a first bite of sugary goodness…

Me: “Sweetie..what’s wrong? Did you pick a flavor you dont like?”
Daughter: (Still staring off at the foothills in the distance) “No. It’s good. I like it.”
Me: “What’s troubling you love? You look so sad…”
Daughter: “What are humans doing to ourselves? I mean…look at all of those houses up there…big houses. Who needs that much room? Don’t they like being close to their kids? I hope there are still trees left when my kids are born…I can’t imagine not climbing trees or making tree forts with them.

When I grow up – Im going to have land with lots of trees and a tiny house so that my kids are near me all the time and we can go outside and enjoy nature together instead of living inside of nature that we killed so we can be further apart…yeah…or something like that…I need to figure out how to stop this.”

Watch out World…My little Tree hugger is “Thinking” of ways to ensure that she never lives in a world without trees.

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” – Dr. Seuss – “The Lorax”