Welcome to the new Girly Muse website!!! Take a moment to look around. I’m so excited about this new space.
Please bear with me~ it will probably take some time to get used to this hosting site. It’s going to be a work in progress. Hopefully you will like the new look and find everything easy to navigate. I’m excited about the “Shop” section. I still have a lot to add (pictures, I need pictures!) but this is a start. Now I can show you some of the latest things I’m working on and give you, dear readers, the first chance to have them, should you so desire!
Thank you, Matt, for all your hard work. You did Fabuloso.
Speaking of Fabuloso, have you ever used that product to clean your floors? My mom swears by it and she doesn’t even swear…but she DOES have fabulously clean floors…or should I say, FABULOSOLY. You knew I couldn’t resist that one, right?
However…cleaning is not what I’m going to talk about today…yesterday was devoted to cleaning and I don’t think I can handle two days in a row.
It has been gloriously sunny out and Yippee! I sure do love it! Over the weekend, there was the strangeness of snow in odd places~ Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas. I was looking at our naked grass and sunshine and amazed that snowy Minnesota was catching a break. I think God did that just for me. He knew another snow might just keel me over…
Every year around this time, I wake up and just feel better. Even if I’m sick…my brain perks up and just feels better. I don’t know if it’s the sun or the lack of snow or the birds chirping…or all of the above. But when I think I can’t take another day of not feeling like my normal sunny self, I wake up and feel like I’m BACK.
That hasn’t QUITE happened yet.
Hahaha
Sorry. Sometimes I laugh at my own self. I know that’s annoying.
But I feel really CLOSE. And I’m very relieved about that.
This winter came close to doing me in. And I’m not the only one who had a similar experience.
I’m not quite sure what’s going on with me and so many that I know, but it’s been a hard one. Sickness, job struggles, losing homes, depression, marriages crumbling…the list is vast, but the gist is the same. It’s been a hard season. Or two. Or three.
Spring comes in, shy at first…with the blush of someone who has been away too long, not quite sure of its footing…
Buds form, the grass gives itself a good shake and decides to wake up…
Tiny sparrows flutter about, looking for a place to call home…
And in the place of cold, grey, dark skies, and icy sidewalks…
Frostbitten fingers and no green in sight…
Hope is reborn.
For today, let’s dance in the sunshine and lift our faces to the sky.
You dance your way and I’ll dance mine.