Heart Swells and Butterflies

I heart Love.

My ability to simply sit with the feeling without having any particular person or situation in mind is something I’ve only recently really sank into.

Yet I still love that teenage heart leap when someone you find extra interesting catches your attention. I wouldn’t really call  myself a hopeless romantic… but rather a hopeful sapiosexual.

Meaty conversation, certainty in the uncertain, and a genuine interest in the world around us is what gets my heart pumping.

However, now I mean this with any type of relationship.

Romance, friendships, and work life…whomever, and wherever.

What it really ended up coming down to is the understanding that my energy in this life is precious. I don’t write this with any sense of exclusivity, but more so with a deeper sense of how this operates in my daily life. We experience the mundane and “normal” enough in our day to day. I understand every moment of my existence will not be filled with the type of love-feeling I am describing here,

But…

I also understand that between the larger solid rocks, in that metaphorical jar of what goes in on my life, and with who…the tiny grains of sand fillers are what make it exactly that…fulfilling. So as I move forward making adjustments to my own energy, that includes adjusting interactions that align more with who I am.

(Refer back to the sapiosexual comment)

Because I heart to love,

I will never settle for less than the heart swells and butterflies.

and darling,

Neither should you.

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Maggie xo

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My Papi

It’s the time of year again where I get to brag about my dad.

My Papi.

Best dad ever.

If you have a father, stepfather, uncle, or any male figure in your life you can say is the “best” this is the day to show how much you appreciate them.

Because unfortunately for many,

They don’t have this opportunity, or they can’t. FB_IMG_1428727035407

Along with being the best dad ever he has a very “unique” sense of humor that
only those who spend enough time around him understand.

That it’s straight up weird, and doesn’t have a real solid pattern of logic to it.

One fun expression of his humor is the dry “in your face” type stuff he does, and it totally messes with me.

So for this Father’s Day I’d like to mess with him, and share with you the side of him that messes with me.

And I have to say on paper it’s kinda funny….

*Papi once had me check the fire alarm in our house to see if it worked. I held my ear up close to listen for the beep when it did that LOUD INSANE BEEP right in my ear. When I yelled at him as to why he didn’t warn me about that he looked me dead in the eye and said,

Well now we know it works.

*When I cook for my dad or the whole family it is a nice experience for me. Coincidentally though, every time I cook Papi takes some convincing to eat because he never seems to be hungry at that time. I think he’s jealous because I am an awesome cook, but the ironic thing is

He taught me how to cook.

*I had a friend stay over one night and left in the morning before she woke up. She found a kitty poop on my bed and when she told my dad he told her to

Leave the poop for me to find

*Papi calls any man I date Miguel. Do we know a Miguel? No. Did I ever have boyfriend named Miguel? Nope. Now, when I actually had a date with a guy named Miguel…this;

Really messed with Papi’s mind.

Happy Easter Papi!

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Maggie xo

Mamaria

I would like to say *Happy Mother’s Day* to all the mothers out there!

You come from all walks of life and diverse backgrounds. ALL of you are appreciated today. From the bottom of my heart I wish for you to feel the love vibrating around the world in 84528-Happy-Mothers-Dayappreciation of your existence.

I am incredibly fortunate to have a mother who has been actively involved in my life since the day I was born, and would like to dedicate this piece to her.

Her name is Maria, but because of the many lives she has touched over the years working with families she was given the nickname “Mamaria (Mama-riah).”

My sisters and I would like to share our thoughts on our wonderful mom as part of our gift to her.

Why will you enjoy this?

Because for those of you who are mothers, partners, stepmothers, and “second moms” you will read firsthand how your work matters. How what you do everyday, and every moment is so important it changes lives.

For everyone else my wish is for this touch you in some way. To reflect on a female role model or caregiver in your own life, or at the very least find appreciation for what a woman’s hard work and love can instill in her loved ones.

From the Middle Sis: The-Moment-He-Realized-He-Was-Now-The-Middle-Child-Funny-Kids-Siblings

“My Mom is the strongest woman I know. As a parent now, I have a better understanding of what a Mom truly does and goes through for her children. And because of this new understanding I have even MORE love and respect for her. A mother’s love cannot be described into words and is forever truly unconditional. I am lucky to have the best Mom in the world. Thank you for always being there for me, forgiving me, and loving me for me!  Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!”

From the Baby:

cookies-of-life“God truly gave me sisters and the mom I need. She is a beautiful example of serving others with joy and loving each other in our own way. I can’t put in enough words what she means to me. I love her so very much, and it’s a bonus to be working with her at the same school!”

 

From the Oldest (Me):

My mother is the epitome of strength and heart. She is always able to move with the changes she sees in her daughters with a *love* that never changes. She has carried the weight of many struggles for this family, and over the years learned to move through her own to find happiness within herself. As I find myself starting over again we share a common bond to haul up our next mountains of change to become even better versions of ourselves; striving for that beautiful view along the way, and on the top.

And what I take away from her that now eternally swirls in core of who I am is

It is never to late to have a beautiful life, but it is up to ME to create it. 

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Love you Mama

Magdelena xo