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☞ Loving mother of two ❦☞ Cancer survivor & warrior ➳☞ On a journey of self love and care ★ ☆ ☽ ☾ ☞ I rise from the ashes just like a Phoenix ♾️
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daysofmellie-blog · 4 years ago
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Take The Passenger Seat Sometimes
Take The Passenger Seat Sometimes
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How many times do you get in the car and drive somewhere and then, wait. “How did I get here?” It’s like you were on autopilot. I find when I am driving, I take in only obvious changes; just the basic surroundings. I have been taking the passenger seat more often. It is so hard to give up the control and just enjoy the ride. Many times, I find myself driving when I am the passenger. I even have…
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daysofmellie-blog · 4 years ago
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Eat the cake, Wear the shoes
I had it in my mind that I would wait until my birthday to have a Beechwood Gluten-free Donut, no sweet treats until then. December 26th to July 30th!!! It was great idea until a birthday came along. Quite the dilemma; not really. I came to the realization that cutting out a piece of birthday cake is not sustainable.What I had to learn is that when I eat a piece a cake, it’s not a failure or a cheat or even a reward. It is simply a piece of cake. Sounds complicated and perhaps ridiculous to many but if you have the wrong relationship with food, you will totally understand. It’s like when you buy a great pair of shoes and put them away for a special day to come along. Get those shoes out. Wear them!!! Walk the dog in them, wear them with your favourite dress to do groceries. What ever it may be, don’t save them for the rainy day because that day or event may never come. So, eat the cake, wear the shoes and stop making up so many rules to follow and break. Just enjoy life, a life long joyful life!!!
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Until tomorrow, stay elevated,
Melissa
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daysofmellie-blog · 4 years ago
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I don’t know about you but I have a hard time getting through the morning without a coffee. I have to say, it’s one of my addictions, I just cannot give up. Not because I can’t, but because I love coffee that much!!! Maybe it isn’t so much an addiction but rather than passionate love for it, oh, and the caffeine. I have been reassessing many things in my life and coffee is not one of them. Recently, I have dissected what is a want, need or a luxury, some more serious than others. First one being, sugar... Through the process of my weight loss and surgery, I have been able to break up with sugar and gluten to support my new lifestyle. I know I am still addicted to sugar because I know behaviours are easy enough to fall back into and sugar is in almost anything. I have found gluten easy to avoid because of the many alternatives. I have cut out sugar and gluten because they both cause so much inflammation that causes my fibro and arthritis to flare up. The change since cutting those two foods out of my diet, are night and day. Covid19 then occurred. I have always thought getting nails done was a luxury I partook in. It was a luxury definitely but more of an addiction. Not until the salons closed down was I able to really understand it. I went through withdrawals and tried everything from ordering gel tip nail kits for home, to shellac in my own UV nail machine. I had to stop the madness. It has taken a full three months to get my natural nails to look decent and to become stronger on their own with more healing still left to do. I think I will be saving this type of pampering visit to select special occasions. Next on my list is “retail therapy”. It was far more than shopping for me. I was addicted to shopping. I can honestly say, clothes, shoes, makeup and anything sparkly would be the source of my money spending spree. This was all in order to make me feel better. The light bulb went off during covid again. I was falling into the constant shopping online. I woke up one day with so many emails from retailers, all with coupons and percentages off to get me to spend. It was an awakening. This addiction was easy enough to break with only online and grocery shopping, there was no fix to hit. I now refuse to buy new unless it’s a crisp white t-shirt or new undergarments that I don’t want to buy used... This girl has been under a real tune-up and found a passion for thrift shopping and consignment shopping; I’m reducing my carbon footprint. I am working hard on these cracks and damage that has happened over the years and dealing with everything that feels yucky and squirmy!!!  
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daysofmellie-blog · 4 years ago
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Barbecue Season
Last night at 12:15am, my son comes in. The dog alerts the whole household with one loud high pitch bark, that he has arrived home. Meanwhile, we have to peel ourselves off the sealing and slow down our pounding chests. Big breath and try and close me eyes. Yep, it happened. I feel something crawl across my bicep. With a super speed slap, the little critter got it. How dare it crawl on me as I attempt to peacefully fall asleep. Little bugger. Sadly, the little house centipede crumbled to pieces. I turned the light on to investigate and try and get rid of the left over legs. HORRIBLE right??? Some people may say this is a nightmare for them; I was asleep within minutes. If it was an earwig, this whole thing would be a different story. Earwigs make my skin crawl and they give me the “heebeejeebees”!!!! Last summer, they infested my whole back deck. They were everywhere and I felt as if I was in a Stephen King novel. They even began to crawl into the barbecue. I would open the barbecue with tongs and swiftly lift it. I gave them ample time to vacate and too bad, so sad, for the ones that refused to leave; they cooked, crackle, crackle. This leads me to thinking about the Robins that decided to raise two families under the barbecue.They crawled in through the back and went underneath and made an elaborate nest for their babies. That year, there was no barbecuing happening. I did my research on Robins and I can tell you many facts about them. They raised one set of three baby birds and then came back for a second round. This time the “freeloading” tenants, had two babies. You know what the funny part is, I think the female had a different male the second time. Hmmmm!!! Now here we are summer of 2020. What can it bring for “barbecue season”? I can’t disappoint you now. In May, while eating dinner in the kitchen, I would see from my peripheral vision a little rodent run across the deck. No one else saw it and they had me convinced that it was all in my mind since I was obsessed and feared rats, yes, rats. Rats have become a real pest in my town and infestations are happening. We found one out front on the front porch in April and I was convinced they have moved in. A couple weeks later, I happily headed out to barbecue. I opened the lid and looking at me is a mouse. A mature mouse because of it’s size. Is it a rat or a mouse?  Dammit, why does is have to come into my space! Of coarse, I let out a scream as it runs down the side of the barbecue and down the steps to the neighbours yard. I run into the house and fumble shutting the screen sliding door with fear it would follow me in. This means war!!! We captured two of these large mice. Needless to say, I think we have the situation under control. I can only hope this is the end to my, “barbecue tales” and the only thing between me and the barbecue is some meat, veggies and sauce!!!
Until tomorrow, stay ELEVATED
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daysofmellie-blog · 4 years ago
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Happy Summer,
Working in the teaching profession, we still have school days/nights, love the weekends, and yes, summers off. For a while, I haven’t known what day it is and all of a sudden, June is complete and where did it go? Today, I know that when my feet hit the floor, the world was my oyster!!! This past year, I have had a couple “C’s” Cancer and Covid, teach me to enjoy the days and man, celebrate everything we do have. I have missed most of the past school year recovering at home from surgery and getting healthy inside. I was due to return back to school in March however, there were other plans for us. It was the beginning of July of last year when I was diagnosed with cancer and today I have thought about that a few times. This crazy year has been filled with many blessings and so much to be grateful for. I have proved that I am a warrior and I am going to enjoy this ride. Happy July 1st and party on Garth!!!
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daysofmellie-blog · 6 years ago
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Happy September 21st everyone!
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daysofmellie-blog · 6 years ago
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What if someone told this three year old what life had in store for her? Would she be excited, frightened and saddened of the stories and adventures that lied ahead for her? I know she would be brave and say, “tell me more”.
I feel sad that as children we lose our innocence and conform to others external ideology and our parents lifestyles. I am so fortunate to have grown up in the 70’s and 80’s where the idea of leaving home in the morning and being home before the streetlights came on. Where the dial up land line phone was the way we would contact out parents to let them know where we are.
One by one, I will share my adventures that I have encountered in my 45 years. I feel I have so many beautiful stories to be shared.
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