Daily Gratitude 2-12-26

February 12th, 2026

  • “I appreciate my administrative assistant felt comfortable enough to be vulnerable with me today in keeping me in the loop on her interest to applying to an internal position within our foundation at HQ.” (Heather Houston 1-12-26)
  • “I am thankful that I am tech saavy and was able to figure out how to use the following apps: NotebookLM, Google Gemini and Trello.” (Heather Houston 1-12-26)
  • “I am blessed there was hardly any traffic today on my commute home…WINNING!” 🏆(Heather Houston 1-12-26)
  • “I am grateful my husband strategizes how to maximize our time together and he had our dinner (Pizza) all ready to go so practically when I walked in the door, he was putting it into the oven. HE is a magician!” ❤️ (Heather Houston 1-12-26)
  • “I appreciate watching TV series for pure entertainment at the end of the day…Bridgerton!” (Heather Houston 1-12-26)

  • I appreciate the random country selector that helps us determine which country we will cook from on our world chicken journey. (Heather Houston 2-12-22)
  • I am grateful that this winter has been mild and not super icy when I drive to work at 4:00AM. (Heather Houston 2-12-22)
  • I am thankful for the weekends to get caught up on sleep and rest. (Heather Houston 2-12-22)
  • I am blessed to have good eyesight…Thank you Lasix!😁 (Heather Houston 2-12-22)
  • I filled with joy that I have a loving partner who I love so hard!💕 (Heather Houston 2-12-22)

My Musical Life 2-12-26

February 12th, 2026

#27 Love Child (Diana Ross & The Supreme) 👍🏼

Lyrics:
Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahhhhh🪄
You think that I don’t feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In other’s eyes I see reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected🪄
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, born in poverty
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, take a look at me🪄
Started my life
In an old, cold run down tenement slum (Tenement slum)
My father left, he never even married mom
I shared the guilt my mama knew
So afraid that others knew I had no name
Ahhhh, ah🪄
This love we’re contemplating
Isn’t worth the pain of waiting
We’ll only end up hating
The child we maybe creating🪄
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, (scorned by) society
Love child, always second best
Love child, different from the rest (Hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
Mm, baby (Hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
Mm, baby (Hold on, hold on, just a little bit)🪄
I started school
In a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out(Somebody threw out)
I knew the way it felt, to always live in doubt
To be without the simple things
So afraid my friends would see the guilt in me
Ahhh, ah🪄
Don’t think that I don’t need you
Don’t think I don’t wanna please you
But no child of mine’ll be bearing
The name of shame I’ve been wearing🪄
Love child, love child, never quite as good
Afraid, ashamed, misunderstood🪄
But I’ll always love you (Love child)
I’ll always love you (Just a little bit longer)
I’ll always love you (Wait, wait, won’t you wait, just hold on)
I’ll always love you (Just a little bit longer, love child)
I’ll always love you (Wait, wait, won’t you wait, just hold on)
I’ll always love you (Just a little bit longer)

My Abundant Life 2-12-26

February 12th, 2026

Once Upon A Time You Trusted Yourself

“Just trust yourself, then you will know how to live.”

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (German Poet, Playwright, Novelist, Scientist, Statesman, Theatre Director, and Critic; August 28th, 1749 ~ March 22nd, 1832)

“Today, try to find a photograph of yourself when you were about ten…Send love to that young girl. Try to travel back in time and imagination. See yourself at ten: at home, at school, and at play.”

“…age ten was probably the last time you trusted your instincts. You didn’t listen to the opinions of your mother, your sister, or your friends because you had your own.”

“Try to contact the girl you once were. She’s all grown up now. She’s your authentic delf and she’s waiting to remind you how beautiful, accomplished, and extraordinary you really are.”

The task today was to find a picture of myself when I was ten. The idea is that at ten we still trusted our instincts and didn’t let the opinions of others rule us. Regrettably, my story began at three or four-years old, so I had many stories by the time I hit ten. I included a picture when I was 4, which is likely the time when I last trusted myself. The other picture are closer to ten, but I was already manipulating myself by what I imagined others thought of me. (Heather Houston 2-12-22)

1972 Me…at my Aunt Carrie’s Baby Shower
1976 Christmas-Me, Santa & my brother

“See yourself at ten: at home, at school, and at play.” (Heather Houston 2-12-22)


–Ban Breathnach, Sarah. “Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy”. Grand Central Publishing. (1976). Kindle Page 46-47 of 501.

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