a 15-minute moment

I really don't have a clue why, but I'm smiling from ear to ear this morning.  I'm sitting at Starbucks, having a moment for me before going to a work conference today.  I'm sitting here at one of my favorite coffee shops and writing simple words to paper.  I'm not writing anything extraordinary or mind-blowing, but that doesn't matter.  It just feels good.  It feels nice to have some quiet for myself.

Took a sip of my decaf cappuccino and just watching people getting their caffeine elixirs.  I know everyone has a busy day ahead, but you can't tell.  Each person in here looks okay...content even.  A boy and his father (maybe) getting something and his father gives him a quick little one-arm hug.  Another person sitting engrossed in her book while she takes a sip in between page turns.  There's a couple of older men in the corner, sitting relaxed, each with one ankle over a knee.  It's a wonderful sight.
This little short moment of writing was provided to me, from me, on Wednesday morning.  I was so happy.  I was in my element.  It was cut short because I needed to get to that conference, but it sure gave me pleasure.

It made a difference in my day.  As I wrote that morning, it wasn't like I had cured a deadly disease or something with my writing, but it gave me a new little perk in my step.  I love when journaling or writing just comes to you.  It tells you to take a minute for yourself, find some paper and just write.  No inner criticism, just words on paper.  Words that came out of my brain - pretty wonderful.

The rest of my day was filled with information, lots of snacks, and even more information.  But that day, I got to come home earlier than usual.  I was able to pick up the kids at a decent hour instead of the minute before they start charging me for being late.  I made dinner.  Did you read that?!  I made DINNER.

There was lasagna and garlic bread.  There was dinner at the table instead of in front of the tv.  There was time to go over homework and hear about the kids' days without half-hearing because you're rushing through the motions.  It was good.  It was really good.

I started my day with something I love and I feel like it made such a difference.  Just 15-minutes is all it took.  Hmmm....I wonder what would happen if I started adding those 15 minutes every day.  Oh the possibilities!

What gives you that little pep in your step?  {Happy Friday, Loveys!}


  1. This :) This is what makes my day! Oh I'm so glad you took this time!! For me, a simple little treat, making people smile, or putting my oils on to diffuse all do it. (Hello vanilla cream smell!!)

  2. Glad you got that time in you deserve! XO

  3. 15 minutes can really go a long way! For me, that 15 minutes is having a relaxed breakfast before I begin my day. I try to enjoy every bite and look out the window for the rising sun for inspiration.

    Juju Sprinkles


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