Trying a New Dish 25/31 #SOL16

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Trying a new dish…

Arepas are a Colombian food made from maize or flour.  Arepas are a masa bread eaten daily and are often served with cheese, eggs, avocado, meat, or fish.  Arepas are similar to gorditas (from Mexico) and pupusas (from El Salvador).  They are  round and flat and can be grilled, fried, or baked.  Arepas are usually eaten for breakfast, but can be served as an afternoon snack.  Although arepas are a daily staple of Colombian cuisine, they are also served at more formal occasions, such as weddings and graduations.

The origin of the arepa goes back hundreds of years as a food eaten be many indigenous tribes.  They are eaten all over Venezuela, as well as Colombia, and are eaten across all socio-economic groups.  Everyone eats arepas!

The arepas I ate today were fried and sprinkled with a coarse salt.  They were served with cheese and fruit.  I ate mine plain – the salt was all I needed.  The beverage served with the meal was a Colombian hot chocolate (chocolate caliente).  Colombian hot chocolate is a little thicker with a hint of cinnamon.  ¡Delicioso!

I tried this new dish at a gathering with friends this morning.  Marcela, our Colombian friend, opened her home to us and cooked us a traditional Colombian late morning breakfast.  Her table was decorated in bright, vivid colors that made me think of the Colombian sun.  The conversation (all in Spanish) was as good as the meal.  Marcela and her aunt told about their native country, it’s culture, and some popular places to visit.

Before we left we made plans to travel together to Colombia next year.  I’m not sure if these plans were for real.  But, if we do get to Colombia… I’m having the arepas!

Colombian Arepa Recipe

Colombian Hot Chocolate Recipe

A Letter to B 24/31 #SOL16

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A Letter to B On Her 18th Birthday~

Dearest B,

You are 18 today – so grown up.  This day, your birthday, is a day of celebration. After all, you’re not a little girl any longer.  But, I have to tell you that on this joyous day for you, I’m feeling a little sad.  I’m wondering if you won’t need me as much any more.  I’m wondering if you’re happy to reach this milestone as a symbol of your independence from home, from family, from me.

As we sang “Happy Birthday” tonight.  Our eyes met and I wonder if you saw that mine were teary.  Could you feel my sadness?  Did you notice?  Did it show?

As I am reflecting on your 18 years, I could not be more proud of the young woman you are. Your strength and determination have carried you through each struggle you have faced.  I admire how you’ve never given up, when I think I would have.  I admire how hard you work at the goals you set for yourself.  The early morning before school and weekend skating lessons and practices, dance classes, poms practices, the difficult academic course load, the late nights of homework and studying…  I could go on and on. And with all of this, your character and your compassion for others shines through in all that you do.  Your service to others is an example for us to follow.  You are strong in your faith and your beliefs. You truly amaze me every day.

My dearest daughter, you were the first to teach me about unconditional love and how to be a mother.  You have taught me to be patient, trusting, compassionate, resilient.  I wonder if I would have learned these things if I were not chosen and blessed to be your mother.

So… B, on this, your 18th birthday, with the world at your feet, know that I love you with all of my heart.

Love, Mom

Now… let’s eat cake!


Happy Birthday, B!


18 tomorrow ~ wish us luck 23/31 #SOL16

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Tomorrow I’ll have an 18 year old.   I thought I should do some research to see what I’m in for.  According to my research, B will be able to:

Buy a lottery ticket
Donate blood
Rent an apartment or buy a house
Sign legal documents and forms
Go skydiving and bungee jumping
Change her name
Open a bank account and a 401k
Keep medical records and grades to herself
Be called for jury duty
Get married
Join the military
Get a credit card
Get a tattoo or a piercing
Buy a car
Book a hotel room or even a cruise
Start a business, get insurance or take out a loan

I’ve been 18 before, but I’ve never actually been the parent of one before.  But, I guess the point is that I won’t necessarily be responsible for her anymore…  Just kidding. I’m still raising her.  And oh my… this list is scary!  Wish us luck!!

I Believe 22/31 #SOL16

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It seems like forever ago that I chose my one little word for 2016.  This word did not come easily to me.  I tried out a few but none of them seemed right for me.  As I turned it over and over in my thoughts, it grew stronger.  It became a part of me.  And then at last, this one little word chose me.


I believe in big dreams and setting goals.

I believe in my vision and my purpose for this life I am living.

I believe I am learning to be my best me every day.

I believe I am strong and that I can be brave.

I believe I am humble.

I believe I am kind.

I believe in saying please and thank you.

I believe in what my parents taught me about the golden rule.

I believe in marriage and family first every time.

I believe in my faith and that I am blessed beyond words.

I believe in the me that I am and the me I will be.

I believe with all my heart, yes I believe.




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Yesterday 21/31 #SOL16

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I meant to write yesterday,
  but living life got in the way.
I meant to write yesterday,
  but we were having so much fun.
I meant to write yesterday,
  but it was late when we got in.
I meant to write yesterday,
  but time got away.
I meant to write yesterday,
  …so I’m trying to write today.


It was good to get away.  It’s good to be back.

Reconnecting 19/31 #SOL16

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Reconnecting (one of this week’s goals)

Usually my brother will visit us in Chicago a couple times a year.  This time it was our turn to visit him in Atlanta. We had a great day together, reconnecting in his world (instead of ours).  He showed us the renovations and remodeling projects in both of his homes that have been completed since our last visit.  We had a great lunch and dinner at two of his favorite restaurants.  We walked around the very quaint town where he lives.  We went to his office – closed for the day – for a tour of his work space.   We visited with some of his friends.  We played with his dogs, Scout and Jack.

Throughout the day we were able to get a sense for how he spends his days (without the distractions of our busy world).  Yes, it was a very good day.  Most importantly, today we were a part of his world .  We gained an even deeper understanding and a greater appreciation of his beliefs and his values.  He gave us a glimpse into his heart by sharing his world with us today.

We’ll see you back in our world in June.


Jack and Scout

This Gift of Time 18/31 #SOL16

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This Gift of Time…

As we are driving away into spring break, I’m wondering about this time we’ve been gifted… I’m wondering if this much anticipated week will live up to it’s promise of time.

Will we have time to rest enough, relax enough, reflect enough?

Will there be time to reconnect with family, friends, ourselves?

Will we make time to get lost in a story that we’re reading, writing?

Will we take time to notice the outside world – the feel of the warmer sun, the smell of the air, the sights we’ve been away from all winter, the sound of spring’s awakening?

Will we find time to accomplish the tasks we’ve put off for too long?

Will we escape from time just enough to have a new adventure?

And, as each moment of each day of this week passes, will we remember that this gift of time is precious, that this gift of time is only given once?