Home is Where Your Story Begins

Beauty is what I needed today.  My mind has whirled around the track of worry and stress, stress and worry. I feel like a record that has been skipping for days, repeating the same lyrics over and over.

A little retail therapy is good for the soul. Actually, I don’t go shopping much these days. The lack of time coupled with a lack of disposable income has kept me away.  But this evening I found myself wandering around World Market. 

I found my mind slowing down and savoring the moment as I  listened to wind chimes, sat on comfy sofas, and sniffed body creams that smelled of hot chocolate and sugar cookies.

The beauty of the paperweight caught my eye. The sentiment inscribed above the bird filled me with peace. I need a talisman at work. Something to sit on my desk within my eye’s view. I need to caress the smooth glass or hold it for a moment and drink in the words. I need something to hold onto, to remind me of what matters, when the little things begin to pile up and become mountains.

So I bought it for myself. A present for me, because as L’Oreal says, “I’m worth it.”Tomorrow I will place it on my desk and smile a secret smile each time I read these lines,

Home is where your story begins.”



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