As fall turns into winter, there is much discourse about the temperature, the wind as well as the white stuff falling from the sky.
Yesterday, as OC and I walked to preschool, I wondered when does a delighted, excited child turn into a grumbling complaining adult weather watcher?
Feeling alive.
Wind on my face.
My son at my side.
Walking into the weather.
There is a storm a brewing.
We awoke to copious amounts of snow.
Bright.
White.
Snow.
It ended up being a shovelling, sledding, snowman building morning before the school bell rang.
For me it was a bright light in the midst of dark times where everyday someone is talking about Cancer, telling me about their mom’s surgery or walking with their mom past me.
The loss of my mom continues to be deep and dark.
The love and traditions my mom had around Christmas continue to bring light. She was an incredibly thoughtful mom and Nana.
I am awakening to this new light.
White.
Bright.
Everlasting love.
Thank you mom!
Thank you God for fresh, white, new snow.
You get a booth like this:
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You get some incredible tea and amazing banners to make a booth look like Hawaii:
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You add some incredible people helping me out: my Dad, Double D and Princess P (sorry I didn’t get a photo):
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…. And you have a giant two day GreenteaHAWAII tea party with all the amazing people who wandered by. I think around six hundred people tasted the tea during my sixteen hours spent at the booth. I sold an incredible amount of tea to people that are looking to be healthier, have more energy or lose a little bit of weight. I am a testament that the tea produces all three of these benefits!
I am overflowing with gratitude, extremely tired and happy to be home taking care of my not yet 100% healthy boys.
A mama’s heart and an entrepreneur excitement, I am still not sure if these two things mix!
But, man, did I have a fun two days!
Thanks Vtown!
Thanks GreenteaHAWAII and my dear friends who own the company.
Cheers!
Two different antibiotics sit on the counter.
Two more antibiotic creams.
Echinacea and cold remedy bottles.
Plus vitamin C and D to round out the counter display.
And I only have three children!
I have an embroidery guy that promised me shirts last Friday who didn’t even have the shirts started today.
And today I have my oldest say that he thinks our dog “is feeling something, maybe sad!” Yup, he’s right. She has hurt her leg.
My middle son, sadly, lost his very best pair of ski gloves. We spent time searching the playground and the school lost and found, but to now avail. But I have one very sad little boy.
AND NOW….
In thirty-six hours, I am going to be fortunate to share GreenTeaHAWAII in Vtown’s hockey arena, where I used to live.
Trying to coordinate mommy going to ‘work’ for two whole days and evenings has taken a small army of help to coordinate.
I can’t comprehend my mindset.
Health issues.
Daily routine.
Special request.
Lost items.
Unwell dog.
Trying to prepare to do something for the FIRST time.
And I am not even freaking out.
I feel peace.
I feel gratitude.
I see such beauty around me.
(Even driving down the road.)
Amidst the messiness of daily life,
I feel great love for all that I have, all that I can do, my given family, my chosen family, my community and my God.
We are living in a fear-filled, chaotic time.
But, I see beauty everywhere.
I feel overflowing waves of gratitude EVERY day, all day.
Maybe I am out of my mind!
We had a hockey festival come to town. 
Free jerseys, toques and mittens. 
Road hockey, air hockey and hockey shots.
Ron McLean, mascots and local hockey stars.
I felt chills as I watched people watching hockey.
The spirit of hockey is so much more than just a sport.
Hockey is woven through our communities through shared time, fun rivalry and good old Tim Horton’s.
Thank you hockey for coming to town…
I feel sick.
I am afraid.
I am checking my list.
I am humbly asking for help.
I am going out of my realm of comfort.
I am preparing to sell some Green Tea HAWAII at a Craft Fair on Friday. 
Yup, me!
Selling tea!
I am not a salesperson.
Nor driven by money.
But I do love this product.
I believe in its health benefits.
So I will stand and share.
I will invite anyone who asks to join my Green Tea HAWAII tea party!
A girl’s dream.
A giant tea party!
We went to visit Papa.
We saw one of these:
But it was green.
It was the exact green transport ambulance that brought my mom from the hospital to hospice house last Christmas.
And what did my three year old say as we drove by this green transport ambulance:
“Mom, look! An ambulance! We can tell it to go to heaven, get Nana and take her to Papa’s house!”
I wish son! I wish!
My three year old thinks an ambulance took Nana to heaven.
He now calls my parent’s house, Papa’s house.
He wants to bring Nana back to Papa too!
Me too, son! Me too!
In sadness.
With gratitude for these moments with my boys.
Goodnight!
I have been fortunate to play on many teams, work with many colleagues and be involved with many groups.
As my mom as my standard, I have met some exceptional women.
This morning’s working out with Krista K as our leader and five other women in minus seven degrees weather beside the still lake, was truly exceptional.
The quality of heart, friendliness and athletic determination of these women is always inspiring. 
All ages and stages of life are represented by these women, and no matter the weather or season of life they take time to take care of themselves.
Daily.
Intentionally.
With kindness.
Our leader and guide is what brings us together and the reason we choose to exercise in minus seven degree weather. I don’t think I have know a better trainer with an eye for how different bodies should move properly as well as knowing when I am trying to slack off. “Shoulders down Joanna. Squat down farther.”
Krista K, our detailed-oriented, friendly leader not only creates incredible workouts, but manages to jump in to help children that have been brought along.
Here is Krista rolling a soccer ball up a slide to my son.
And if anyone can tell me how it is possible that I haven’t done the same workout TWICE in the SEVEN months I have been going to Krista’s classes, I would like to know!
Here is my three year old OC and I working out together: I am doing triceps, he’s on the playground.
Extraordinary women.
Incredible morning.
Amazing Trainer.
There are no better adjectives to describe this morning of seven women working out in minus seven!
"Be" ENOUGH 