Wearing Winter White with Roses

Wearing Winter White with Roses

It’s about Day 27 of being back to blogging, and today I wore winter white with roses. After subbing for Saturday’s Zumba class, I looked forward to warming up in a cozy sweater and accenting it with a gorgeous new creamy handbag embellished with my favorite flower. After lunch with one of my Swan Sisters I asked her to snap the pic beneath a tree barren of leaves to show the juxtaposition between it and the bag’s colorful embroidered petals. The one speaks to the season we’re in; the other to spring that’s just around the corner. By wearing winter white with roses, I’m embracing the beauty of both.

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Me, Pink Collar Coach, wearing a winter white sweater with a rose patterned handbag.           All Calvin Klein from TJ Maxx.

 

Many people find this time of year bleak. With the winter holidays behind us, Easter and spring break can feel a long way off. Though I’ve never really struggled with the winter doldrums –– a D or challenge women face –– I’m not a fan of the cold and can do without snow. Consequently I’m thankful that other than a little extreme winter weather, for the most part, it’s been fairly mild. Even so, I look forward to spring, warmer temps, flowers blooming and Easter. And now that I have a tiny house for personal and professional use, it seems an open house/Easter brunch is in order…

Just as we look forward to get togethers, holidays and parties, spring is a time of new beginnings, celebration of new life and the Resurrection.  As we prepare for it, let’s be mindful of the winter beauty that still surrounds us, which can chase away those doldrums… If  you’re Pink Collar Savvy & Chic and look closely enough, beauty can be seen in the barren trees and overcast skies.  It can even be found in a wearing winter white with roses.

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Abandoning Adulting

Abandoning Adulting

It’s Day 19 of being back to blogging, and personal and professional experiences in the social service field/ministry caused me to ponder abandoning adulting. Juggling my responsibilities as a women’s center director, a small business owner, a mom, a wife, a Zumba student, blogger and believer took all the energy I could muster! At times I just wanted to say, Enough! I’m done adulting for the day! And that’s before factoring in a crisis at work where the stressors of life caused a woman to literally abandon adulting. Adulting.jpg

As much as it’s tempting to judge someone else for reaching the point where they simply stop juggling all the responsibilities and just throw their hands up in the air, letting them fall where they may, I’m coming to understand how the Ds –– the personal and professional challenges women face –– can lead up to this (in this case, it’s a combination of depression, drugs and dysfunctional relationships). Perhaps we were designed with only two arms because we weren’t meant to juggle as much as we do…So rather than judging, I’m learning to support where I can. Because my own arms are too full with my own responsibilities to take on another’s, I lift them up in prayer, knowing God is the one who equips us for whatever He’s placed in our hands.

I don’t know what God makes of the term adulting, which has become popular in our culture –– often with parents. But I’m glad to know He’s our heavenly Father who never abandons His “adulting” with us, His children…

Be savvy & chic,

~Pink Collar Coach

 

Sadie Hawkins Shopping Success

Sadie Hawkins Shopping Success

It’s Day 18 of being back to blogging, and though I’ve missed over a week posting due to being sick, I’m excited to share about this weekend’s Sadie Hawkins shopping success. In this day and age when the traditional dynamics of this dance –– where the girls ask the guys –– are so much more complex, I have to confess I’m relieved to report that my 15-year-old is “going doe” and the most challenging piece of the equation was the quest for the dress. Though I’d been down with bronchitis and flu, my teen made it clear she wanted to go looking with me. Getting up proved to be worth the effort because after she futilely searched for just the right thing, I spotted it and knew I’d hit gold the minute she laid eyes on a youthful yellow number that could have been tailor made for her petite frame. Not only that, despite her doubts that I could help her secure just the right type of bra for the dress’ cut, I nailed that and she now owns her most flattering, and therefore favorite ever. All in all, I’d say our Sadie Hawkins shopping was a success!

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Sadie Hawkins Shopping Success! A flirty floral in her favorite – yellow. Dress from TJ Maxx. 

As a divorced mom (a D or challenge women face) and Maxxinista, this shopping expedition proved to be a positive experience on many levels. There was a time in the not so distant past where stepmom’s influence and preferences carried far more weight than mine. And I’d have been alright with that had said stepmom not usurped my place as Mom and had her tastes been a little more refined and budget friendly. Stepmom is now out of the picture, which is sad in some ways, however, I’m relieved that the balance has been restored to my relationship with my daughter. Had stepmom still been around, I’m almost certain this mom-daughter experience would have been yet another we missed out on because she stepped in and shopped with her before we got the chance to do it together.

Now I’m thankful my daughter has a dress she not only plans to wear to the dance –– with combat boots –– and over leggings or jeans like above, we have a bonding memory to look back on. Plus it doesn’t hurt that Liv learned that her mom is has a great eye for style on a shoe string! It makes me hopeful that she’ll grow up to be Pink Collar Savvy & Chic... Based on this weekend’s Sadie Hawkins shopping success, it may well turn out to be a case of like mother, like daughter!

How about you? What special shopping experiences do you share with your daughter? Mother? Other females? Are you Pink Collar Savvy & Chic and maximize them to strengthen your bond?

Be savvy & chic,

~Pink Collar Coach

When It Snows It Pours

When It Snows It Pours

It’s Day 14 of being back to blogging and from start to finish this weekend was a case of when it snows it pours. With the weather forecasting a wintry mix of hail, sleet and 4-6″ of snow Saturday evening, I shopped for groceries to feed my growing kiddos for a long three day weekend. Knowing they eat lots of food and generate lots of laundry, after much deliberation my hubby and I decided not to have the vintage stackable at my tiny house repaired but to bite the bullet and replace it. Before that could happen the full drum of water in the washer had to be scooped out so it wouldn’t flood the floor when the unit was removed. After that, everything in the area had to be moved so side by side machines could be fitted into the laundry closet. In the deluge of rain that preceded the wintry mix, two burly men traipsed watery mud through the house while installing. Talk about when it snows it pours!

In the meantime, the things that had been moved included a gallon of paint that somehow tipped and spilled all over the floor without any of us being aware. By the time my son found it and my hubby flew out the door to Walmart for paint remover, the power had gone out at the store, causing them to refuse him admittance. Next he went to what we call “The Big House” for it but slipped, slid and helped others in a ditch only to get back and have the battery of our van die, stranding my hubby here and blocking me in.  when it snows it really pours!

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With all of these disasters (another D challenge that can negatively impact women’s personal or professional lives) occurring one after the other, there were moments when the weekend felt incredibly stressful, exhausting and expensive! And that’s not to mention how the smart TV, then gaming bundle wouldn’t allow my son to play Fortnite, which was the whole reason we bought all of it. This snafu necessitated unplanned Play Station purchase…

But instead of focusing only on the things that seemed to be negatives –– the snow, hail and sleet, the washer going out, the muddy house, the spilled paint, or the electronics issues, I was able to see the blessings. Safety and shelter from the storm and a strong man able and willing to shovel, a husband who is supportive of my dream of having this tiny house for personal and professional use, a daughter who initiated clean up, not only of the muddy kitchen but the spilled paint as well, and a son who picked up where she left off and scrubbed every ounce of paint up –– making the paint thinner my husband eventually returned with almost, but not quite, unnecessary….

I’m so thankful that God is still working on me and making me more Pink Collar Savvy & Chic so that I’m able to minimize barriers and maximize beauty and my best life.  Rather than the snow, I see the blessings falling all around me…Even after the microwave decided to go on the fritz! How is He still working on you? How do you view the personal and professional disasters that come your way?

Be savvy & chic,

~Pink Collar Coach

 

 

Pink Collar Coach’s Positivity Post – January 12, 2019

Pink Collar Coach’s Positivity Post – January 12, 2019

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Wishing on Wings

So blessed to be his daughter,

So proud to bear his name.

So thankful for his friendship

And love that never changed.

Been missing him for 18 years,

Longing for an eternity more.

Praying I’ll see my hero’s face

As I walk through heaven’s door.

Days spent wishing –– for that very thing,

Not a single one of them has passed

Without his wind beneath my wings.

I’ll love you forever Daddy,

~Pink Collar Coach 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keep Calm and Practice Self-Care

Keep Calm and Practice Self-Care

It’s Day 8/9 of being back to blogging and in yesterday morning’s work prayer meeting a wise organizational leader reminded us to keep calm and practice self-care. In social service/ministry, we often deal with trauma. And trauma is vicarious. It can transfer from those we serve onto us. If we’re not careful, it can infect us and make us physically, emotionally, relationally and spiritually sick too. Keeping calm and practicing self-care is the key to preventing this in our work/ministry lives.

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Keeping Calm and Practicing Self-Care is Key! 

What I’ve found, however, is that those of us who are nurturers often find it a challenge to provide ourselves with the same level of care we generously lavish on others. This was evident in the meeting when those of us who were dealing with the death (a huge D or challenge!) of a young woman and mother kept voicing concern over how it impacted everyone else. But when the group circled up around the two of us who worked closely with her and knew her best –– both of us women –– the depth of our pent-up pain manifested itself in tears that once released refused to be staunched despite the box of tissue we wept through. So why were we selfish with ourselves about our need to grieve and weep? It’s only natural that the loss of someone we tried so hard to save is devastating. In fact, when Lazarus died before Jesus could arrive to save him, the Bible tells us, “Jesus wept.” – John 11:35 (NIV).

Becoming completely vested in someone else involves experiencing their triumphs and their tragedies. In that sense, exposure to trauma is an occupational hazard. But its vicarious effects can be mitigated by acknowledging the myriad emotions we experience through being a part of another human’s life when the outcome is not what we  hoped it would be. Sometimes the work still results in a world of hurt. And when we’re hurting, it’s not only ok to give ourselves some TLC, it’s necessary because we can’t help others heal if we won’t do it for ourselves.

So if you’re anything like me and are at work on purpose to serve others –– on the home front or in the workplace –– and sometimes feel your world is spinning out of control,  I hope you’ll be Pink Collar Savvy & Chic, keep calm and practice self-care.

Be savvy & chic,

Pink Collar Coach

 

Sister Let Me Be Your Shelter

Sister Let Me Be Your Shelter

It’s Day 7 of being back to blogging, and I wish every sister in need would let me be her shelter. Yes, I’m the director of a women’s center –– a homeless shelter for women and children –– and am blessed to be able to provide a safe physical place to stay. But I’m talking about something that goes beyond a building. I’m talking about being a safe emotional, relational and spiritual place of safety for women whose needs run so much deeper than needing a roof over their heads. I’ve poured out my heart to these hurting women all of my life –– in personal and professional settings –– prayerfully  believing they would see Christ in me and be drawn to Him. And I’m so thankful to say the times this has happened I’ve felt blessed and humbled beyond measure to that the Creator of the Universe would use little insignificant me. Today, though, I learned of the loss of a sister…Ugh! I don’t even have words to express my sorrow. Because I literally pleaded with her, begged –– in vain –– for this sister to let me be her shelter.

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As a believer, I’m going to hold on to the hope that this sweet, beautiful young woman may have recalled the truths I spoke over her life –– that Jesus loves her –– and that my prayers for her to accept the gift of new life He offers were answered. I have to choose to believe she is safe in His arms tonight. I also don’t want to lose another sister to the Ds (challenges women face i.e. drinking, drugs, depression, dysfunction, domestic violence, etc.) and have to let you know that if you are ever in need of a safe haven –– emotionally, relationally or spiritually –– I’m here. So be Pink Collar Savvy & Chic and reach out sister. Let me be your shelter.

Be savvy & chic,

~Pink Collar Coach

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