As a mom I know that caring for others is natural, and is often
done without any forethought, but it’s taking of ourselves that is
not always as easy. It’s not that we don’t understand why it’s important.
Even flight attendants remind us to put our oxygen masks on before
we take care of others. It’s just that we forget and before we know it
we’re running on empty-again.
In The Essentials of Fabulous the
fascinating book written by Ellen Lubin-
Sherman, I read a quote that got my
attention; “In her charming memoir,
D.V., legendary fashion editor Diana
Vreeland recounts how she was awarded France’s highest honor. “This is how I got the Legion d’Honneur.I asked for it. I was told by someone quite reliable that you only get it if you ask for it, so I asked.”
How often do we ask for what we want? If you are like me not often enough!
Why not start this Mother’s day. All you need to do is ask for what will make you happy.
A little pampering and elegance always works for me. A tray filled with beautiful things that please my eyes and taste buds. The sweet and subtle aroma of flowers in a vintage vase that’s as lovely as the flowers that fill it and the two little words that make it all worth it
. . . T H A N K Y O U!
MERCI. Works too!
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The first thing I want to do when I'm traveling is to look for where food and home goods are sold. The everyday products people buy fascinate me. They're as important as the local history. Plus, I love food and home goods!
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