Last Friday, instead of meeting with friends as soon as I got into town, I stopped at Kure Beach for some quality time at the place where water meets land… I wasn’t paying attention. I was stuck in my mind, in a loop that I couldn’t get out of…around and around, the same bloody circle of thoughts…a downward spiral into the dark… And while I wasn’t too close to the water, that doesn’t matter when the tide is coming in and crashes against the sand ledge. “Don’t be angry,” it said to me, like a best friend who playfully...Read More
Author: Jen Busfield
Had a really interesting conversation this weekend about wanting it all vs. knowing what you want most… …and going after it hard. I’ve been guilty of claiming the former, thinking it was better; not understanding that it’s distracting, diverting…what’s keeping the most distance between me and my goals. I’m looking at a post-it note I have on the wall in my workspace as I type this… …yea, I got mad typing skills… …not really… It says…I Want It All. And you know what’s even more interesting? I have it posted on top of another thing I wrote down in...Read More
“Hope y’all have a blessed day,” he called out to me while walking by… IN MY HEAD – WITH SASS Thank you, Mr. Messenger of God. Walking with Jesus-joy in your step…and what looks like a Bible in the crook of your arm. I’m over here trying to make peace. Let go of anger. Remember that “the joy of the Lord is my strength.” I got up early to find the Source as he’s known to be found within the orange lining that shines brightly around clouds at sunrise. And where better to find him and give him a piece of...Read More
Ah, nothing like Facebook Memories to shove the past in your face. 6 years ago, I got some bling. And 6 years ago, I was delighted…even though it wasn’t my favorite. I mean, it was immediately not my favorite as soon as I opened it. Heart-shaped jewelry isn’t my jam. Don’t know why. I get it that it would seem like a no-brainer. I write love letters. I’m all about the light+love. I’m likely to sign my name with a heart, whether we’re close or not… And yet, heart-shaped jewelry kinda makes me want to throw up a little...Read More
500 pounds of hummus. Just think about how much glorious deliciousness that is… They make it. On the daily. And that’s where my friend suggested we meet up for lunch. Yea. He gets mad points for that… (I mean…if I kept up with such things as brownie points.) Love having the opportunity and flexibility as a business owner to visit with friends and evaluate new establishments. This lunch meeting was a little bit of business and pleasure mixed together. And, he owed me a beer. It was time to collect… Had not seen his face in forever. Forever, in...Read More
About Me: Jen Busfield
Mom (son with High Functioning Autism). Small Biz Owner. Author. Traveler. Blogger. Adventurer. Lover. Foodie. Geek. Picture taker. Silly dancer. Music lover. Latina.
- 2018 Love Letters: Twelve
- Pesto Zoodles with Chia Seeds
- Keeping It Spicy at The Blend & co.
- Delivery Before the Storm
- Plethora of Prayers | September 11, 2018
- Boy Chin Has An Expiration Date
- When the Human Meal Preps
- Plethora of Prayers | September 10, 2018
- 2018 Love Letters: Eleven
- Reflections – Year 37 Day 241
2018 Love Letters
I started writing love letters in 2010. I don’t see any reason to stop. Check out the 2018 letters here. More coming soon.