“Dwell in possibility...”
– Emily Dickinson
“Dwell in possibility...”
I have passion. But I also have bags, blemishes, and a whole lotta blah on my face. I’ve always gone for the natural look, wearing nothing more than mascara and lip gloss, but this weekend during a marathon shopping trip with some fabulous ladies in Las Vegas, I made a shocking discovery – there’s a bit of magic that happens when you put on a new face.
When we walked into Sephora, I must admit I was skeptical. Why do women spend so much time and money on makeup? I thought. But as I wandered down the aisles, and heard muffled comments about firming, toning, and brightening trouble spots, I thought, what’s the harm in trying this all out? I settled into one of their chairs and waited for a makeup consultant to approach me.
“I don’t really wear makeup, but I’d like to try it out. I’m looking for some simple, light and natural products to brighten my face and cover up some of my blemishes, but I don’t want it to look caked on. I don’t want to look like a drag queen when I’m out with my kids.”
The makeup consultant laughed at me as he began pulling bottles, brushes and triangular-shaped sponges from his magic bag. Within 5 minutes, he had found the perfect match for my skin tone and had smoothed out my face with only a few basic steps. A few additional products to highlight and accentuate, and voila! A new face, and a new self confidence in my outward appearance.
Here’s the before and after (my first attempt at a new makeup routine):
Legacy of an adopted child
Once there were two women who never knew each other
One you do not remember, the other you call mother.
Two different lives shaped to make yours one
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first gave you life, the second taught you to live it
The first gave you a need for Love, the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name
One gave you the seed for talent, the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears
One saw your first smile, the other dried your tears.
One gave you up, it was all that she could do
The other prayed for a child and was led straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears
the age old question through the years,
“Heredity or environment, which am I the product of?”
Neither my darling, neither,
Just two different kinds of Love.
– Author Unknown
I came across this poem the other day and I fell in love with it immediately. It speaks so well to me as an adoptee, and I’m sure to anyone who comes from a unique family dynamic such as my own.
Growing up as an adoptee, and especially during my university days when I was constantly faced with the nature vs nurture theories, I was left to question which was more impactful on my life. Because I had only known a life impacted by the surrounding environment, I thought I had all the answers. Nurture won.
Now that I have reunited with my biological father, I realize that who we are cannot be defined by only one or the other, but that it is the combination of both your genes and the environment in which you were raised that makes you who you are.
I feel so blessed to have had the upbringing that I have, and to now know more about my history and where I’ve come from. A perfect balance – two different kinds of love.
And while it’s easy to get lost in the moment, to bury your head in the pillows and groan I give up, it’s not always the best way to handle those lemons. No, I’m not going to be cheesy and suggest that you make lemonade and move on. Instead, when you’re faced with life’s bitter lemons, I suggest you give yourself 5 minutes or so to wallow in your sorrow. Hang you head, feel the pain and maybe shed a tear or two.
But once that time is up, you need to suck it up, and move on with a smile on your face, because life is short, and there are many good things to come.
Watching the bond strengthen between my husband and my little guy is magical. They get each other.
My hubby is patient – willing to play cars for hours, happy to have my little guy walk up his legs and flip over 100 times after a long day at work, and calm at the onset of one of my boy’s toddler tirades. The boy world is still a bit new to me, but for my hubby, having a boy seems to have brought out the little boy in himself.
And on days like this, I’m happy to sit back and watch the magic happen before my eyes.
“The mark of a good parent is that (s)he can have fun while being one.”
– Marcelene Cox
We’ve been preparing all week, and tomorrow, the big event will be here – my big girl will be starting Kindergarten (eek)! In honour of this momentous occasion, I thought I would share 10 back-to-school quotes:
“If there were no schools to take the children away from home part of the time, the insane asylums would be filled with mothers.“ – Edgar W. Howe
“The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.“ – Sydney J. Harris
“Education is not preparation for life; education is life itself.“ – John Dewey
“Education`s purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.“ – Malcom S. Forbes
“The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.“ – William Arthur Ward
“Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere.“ – Chinese Proverb
“The important thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you.“ – B.B. King
“Learning is like rowing upstream: not to advance is to drop back.“ – Chinese Proverb
“Teaching children to count is fine, but teaching them what counts is best.“ – Bob Talbert
“All I ever needed to know, I learned in Kindergarten.“ – Robert Fulghum
This weekend was a beautiful, hot and sunny Summer’s weekend. Too hot to bask in the sun, but just right for toe-dipping in the icy river’s waters. We had quiet rock-throwing family time by the river’s shore, and play time with a group of friends at dusk after a delicious BBQ.
The river has become a part of our Summer weekend routine – tubing, picnicking and wading in its natural beauty.