To live that Juicy Life
Dear girlfriends (who are dying to live JUICY),
You are NOT getting any younger. If you think that next year, you'll be sexier, prettier, richer or happier...think again. Maybe you won't be here next year.
What are you waiting for?
At a large dinner party the other night, I was blessed to find myself talking to two fabulous women who shared two stories that caused me to pause...and simply re-examine my life.
The first of these women, I will call Roxanne. She is without a doubt, beautiful. She walks into a room and promptly commands attention with her rather poised stance, impeccable style and pretty features. Sadly, having been married for MANY years, to a man that all out rocked her world, she recently became a widow. As she told me, her husband truly gave her a life that was crazy...loving and genuine. They had lived such a beautifully JUICY Life together!
You'd think that with her tremendous loss, she would be a wilted mess of a woman. But not so with Roxanne. Even with the tremendous loss, she sports a quiet confidence that is completely inspiring.
Oh don't get me wrong, she misses her late husband something fierce. And we talked about just how much, at great length. I asked her at one point, what she missed the most about her husband. She replied softly, "His presence." There was a deep breath and then she continued. "Sometimes I wrap something around me that I have sprayed with his cologne and sleep in it. It makes me feel close to him still. And I miss his voice and how he would talk all the time...chattering on and on." And then with gentle boldness she simply said. "Its just too quiet now."
And this struck me. It sent an arrow deep into my heart immediately. Oh how I would miss my husband if he were to go to the Lord before me. I couldn't breathe. I doubt I would even want to breathe again.
But I found myself deep in thought as I felt her pain. And it came in the form of questions. Do I take my husbands presence for granted? Do I see him daily for who he is? Do I stay in the moment....enjoying the smell of his skin, the smile that he gives me when he looks into my soul, through the doorway of my eyes? If he was ever to leave this earth early, would I KNOW that I had showered him with all the goodness that he deserves? And did the sweeping romance I had always wanted to have with him...really happen? Am I living the juiciest life?
It all swirled around in my head and I felt a deep motivation to lean over and squeeze my husbands thigh with the palm of my hand. When I did, he leaned into me and kissed my cheek. Right there in the throngs of people surrounding us, for a moment I stopped and breathed him in. I felt an unusually high level of gratitude for being in the moment...and I knew, it was a very juicy place in my soul...and in my life.
As the evening progressed, I felt the joy of being among good friends with buckets of laughter spilling over - all around me. It was during this bit of heavenly uphoria that I bumped into the second woman, whom I will call, Tracy. She too is exquisite! I would describe her in detail, but I want to protect her identity very carefully. Needless to say, she is a beauty worth looking twice at on any occassion.
Like Roxanne, Tracy has been married for many years to a man that she truly loves. And when by chance, I found her in the ladies room, we bounced easily into a discussion about how much we loved our husbands. Upon the arrival of yet another mutual girlfriend, the conversation rapidly turned toward a few things that we each had consciously done that evening, to make our husband want to grab the car keys and rush home for a private moment with their wife.
It was then that Tracy, shyly admitted that there was one crazy little thing, her husband had asked her to do for him while at the dinner party...that he thought would be such sexy fun. (I know, your on pins and needles now). This fun sexy thing was nothing even close to a mile high club kind of experience but it was luscious and wonderfully fun and well...she replied, "I can't do that!" with a tone of indignant shock, even while re-telling us of her husbands simply sexy request.
But honey, living a juicy life means you take chances... you reach for the moment, IN THE MOMENT. You don't consider that tomorrow is there waiting for you. You do it. YOU just reach forward and do that crazy little fun and sexy thing! And so...with the quick encouragement of two very juicy friends, Tracy blushed beautifully and then decided to make her husbands fun and very sexy game become a reality.
I do not know what happened after this darling couple left the dinner party, (in all honesty, I hope she jumped him in the parking lot! That's juicy!) but I did notice that Tracy's husband was simply glowing as they left. And I felt so glad to see this precious pair reach into their bag of joy and grab out a sampling...in the moment.
Listen, the point here is this...and I will say it again and again, You are NOT getting any younger! If tomorrow happens, then you and I are indeed blessed. But knowing it may not come. Ask yourself some of this...
Did you live as juicy as you'd like?
Did you take the day and make it yours?
Did you do something you have always wanted to do today?
Did you tell that man of your dreams, that you are head over heels in love with him?
Did you go and give in to having fabulous sex with your husband for the FUN of it?
Did you kiss your little ones and hug them so tight they say...Oh mom, you're squeezing me too tightly?
Did you fall on your knees and thank God for every single blessing you've received thus far?
If you can not say yes to these things...and you're reading this blog...then I ask you...
What are you waiting for?
Honestly, what will it take?
GO LIVE JUICY, NOW!
Do it. Do it!
Go and live... Live OUT LOUD!
(feeling free...sexy...fun and definately juicy!)
















You replied on my blog and I thank you for your sweet comments. Now, I have to say that your blog has inspired me. My word for 2008 is PASSION. I loved this blog entry because it is all about PASSION- for life, for love. Thank you!
Posted by: Kim Hacking | January 24, 2008 at 01:13 PM