I have been reading her blog, A Blonde Ambition, on and off for a while. I knew she was having heart issues but, she DIED?
There is an instagram post from a week ago.
There are two young babies.
There is a husband.
AND SHE'S JUST GONE.
This is hitting me on so many levels.
First- I have developed heart issues. I am on heart meds and need to take better care of myself. BECAUSE I DON'T.
Second, Leslie was so grateful. In the hospital, away from her girls for weeks and months, and she was a grateful happy person. The kind of person who should be around a long time to be an example for others. She was even grateful for her health.
Leslie understood being someones cheerleader was really important:
"One of the things this little medical fiasco has also shown me is the
importance of encouraging others who may be going through tough things.
The emails, words of encouragement and prayer have been so appreciated,
and it has been a great reminder that I need to do more of that for
others. I'd love to be able to incorporate the blog into that somehow
and I'm excited to explore that idea more. We could all use our own
personal cheerleaders sometimes, don't you think?"
Leslie offers up a warning here inTHIS POST. That if you are feeling TIRED. REALLY TIRED. And you don't really have a reason to be SO TIRED, it could be a heart problem. She was a new mom, exhausted like the rest of us. She knew she was REALLY TIRED and instead told herself to keep pushing. SUCK IT UP she told herself.
"If you are more tired than normal, if something just doesn't feel right,
if you feel like you can't get enough sleep even though you technically
are - SAY SOMETHING. DO SOMETHING. WAVE THE WHITE FLAG. I didn't. I just thought I was tired from chasing a toddler and caring
for an 8-week-old. I thought I just needed to suck it up, drink some
caffeine and stop complaining.
In reality, I was having major heart trouble."
She just had a baby months ago. They will never again get to have their Mother. This kills me.
Donate to the girls college and wedding fund here: GO FUND ME
And read Leslies Blog and learn from her. Learn about her. Pass on what she's telling us.
And hug your babies.
And be grateful.
And BE GOOD TO YOURSELF.
Get your heart checked regularly. If you're TIRED and you know something is wrong...... DON'T SUCK IT UP.
I've realized the first step to "Finding Your Fabulous" is to get the hell away from everyone. You need to BE ALONE.
don't want to stay there forever but you can't avoid it either.
social butterfly so this really freaks people out. But since I have no
filter and no politeness left I need to ONLY be around people who
support me and make me feel good.
you're down there is a tendency to pick up the phone, dial a friend and
talk it out. But when you have truly LOST YOUR FABULOUS this is only a
band aid. When you have truly lost your fabulous you need to sort some
things out ALONE.
You just need a minute to process things.
Think about what has gotten you in this situation. You need to ask
yourself how the hell did this all happen???
The answers aren't
pretty sometimes. Right beneath the surface is that feeling of:
bring this on myself?"
In some cases YES.
You avoided something again and AGAIN and it's
come back upon you TEN FOLD.
I always think of that Oprah show
where she talked about signs, symbols of when God is whispering to you. A
funny feeling, a time you say huh....but then you let it go and drink
your wine. But then a bigger sign comes, and a bigger one and a bigger
one. Soon that little feeling, that huh? becomes a WTF?!
It feels like it's out of the blue but guess what? IT'S NOT.
So in losing my fabulous I am realizing that I put off some things, avoided some things and made some bad choices.
I'm kinda wanting to beat myself up about it too. Which I hate. I can't let it go. I'm PISSED. I know I'll get through it...and I appreciate your words of encouragement and sharing about you losing your Fabulous because THAT HELPS.
Still figuring it all out. In the mean time this is my new mantra:
That's not true. I
do. I guess I don't know the exact moment. Sometime, in the middle of
working, tending to family, volunteering, socializing, dealing with friendship dynamics, family dynamics, dealing with
minor crises, dealing with major crises, dealing with people with bad
attitudes, hearing unkind words, financial issues and just bad juju.....
I lost my fabulous.
didn't think I had really lost it all together. Even amidst emotionally
devastating happenings I was able to still bounce back a little. Go out
to dinner. Put on the Lilly Pulitzer....
But then my heart was
broken. My dreams were dashed. Things got worse. And soon, looking
around and then looking in the mirror. I realized: I lost my fabulous.
may think this is funny coming from One Fabulous Mom. And truthfully I
started this blog because I was feeling less than Fabulous and wanted to
get it back.
But things have piled up too big to ignore. And my heart is broken. So friends, no more fabulous. And I have to face it. After all the definition of crisis is: a difficult or dangerous situation that needs serious attention. And so, this does.
hoping I can get it back. Right now I have no clue how. But since I
know some if you are in the same boat...I'll keep you posted. I'll take
you on my journey. And if you have lost your fabulous you are not alone.
And if you are getting it back I applaud you. And if you never lost it,
trust me one day you will.
So let's do this together. Join me on my journey Find My Fabulous. Stay tuned...
I've been on such a whirl wind the last few months I finally just had to sit down and write this post! It all started with this:
Have you seen this #ImEnough video? It touched my heart! Don't we all feel that? Don't we all want to say: "I'M ENOUGH!" This video has been viewed more than 5 million times across the world! That's when I learned that The Mrs Band was more than a band. It was a movement! An all girl band, a band of WOMEN, who were still dreaming and inspiring. They bring the Magic Mirror across the country changing women's lives and their inner voices!
Low and behold The Mrs was releasing a NEW song for Mother's Day called "You Told Me". The lyrics say it all:
I love this song. It really speaks to the complicated relationship Mothers and Daughters have. The Mrs held an amazing song launch event in NYC and I was THERE! It was at the Top Of The Rock at Rockefeller Center with Jenny McCarthy as our host and benefiting Dress For Success!
Lisa Nichols, if you have not heard her speak or read one of her books, is kind of a whirling dervish of realness and humor and love. She is just someone you could listen to forever and her story is COMPELLING.
She went from public assistance to MILLIONAIRE. I watched this video and I could NOT TURN IT OFF.
One of the things she talked about that really struck me was when she asked:
What are you an EXPERT in? Everybody's an expert in something. Good or bad. She claimed that she was an expert in GETTING BACK UP. She had been knocked down so many times she could not count. She was not looking at that with negativity but instead saying she was an expert in PULLING HERSELF together and MOVING ON.
I feel it. I feel like I'm an EXPERT IN GETTING BACK UP too. I don't want to be. I wish I wasn't sometimes. BUT I AM.
I got back up when my parents divorced
I got back up when I couldn't have a baby
I got back up when artificial insemination didn't work
I got back up when my baby didn't come home from the hospital for 52 days
I got back up when my baby had a stroke
I got back up when they told me he might lose his arm.
I got back up when I got the 100th medical bill
I got back up when they tried to throw me out of preschool for blogging
I got back up when we almost lost our house
I got back up when my daughter was in the hospital for weeks with an illness we couldn't name
I got back up when my company went under
I GOT BACK UP!
And it's hard to get back up. And sometimes I DON'T WANT TO GET BACK UP. And lately I feel myself having to GET BACK UP AGAIN.
But I am reminded. I AM AN EXPERT IN GETTING BACK UP.
By now you've probably seen this un retouched photo released released by Marie Claire. Marie Claire will be publishing a full spread of Cindy with no airbrushing or retouching.
What do you think? Still sexy?
I have to admit it was a shock to see this at first. My mind is so used to the perfection of models and the beauty industry, that this floored me. At first I was shocked.....and then I felt VALIDATED.
So many actresses are waltzing around Hollywood, three weeks after having their babies, wearing skinny jeans and ready to get back to work. Or their 40 and fabulous in the magazines with zero wrinkles and cellulite FREE.
I love Cindy for showing us that even a supermodel, who has access to every cream, potion and procedure, shows us this is the REALITY of AGING.
And guess what. It's NOT as bad as THE MEDIA and THE BEAUTY industry has lead us to believe! We are constantly being show that we're not good enough. Really? I'm no supermodel but I have experience, real knowledge and have been through A LOT. Two kids, one round of IVF, 52 days in the hospital with my son, one husband, three pets, and SEVEN FISH. Yes. Don't ask.
Think of this picture when you're thinking you're not aging well, not feeling sexy, and realize THIS
IS SEXY. And you're ENOUGH.
Tina's Hummus recipe:
2- 16 ounce cans of chick peas drained- reserve the juice
4-6 garlic cloves
1 1/2 teaspoons of salt
3/4 cup tahini (sesame seed paste)
1/2 cup lemon juice
Drain chick peas. Put garlic in food processor and mince. Add chick peas and mince, scraping down the sides. Add salt, tahini and lemon juice. Mix. Taste. Add enough reserve chick pea juice to make a thick creamy consistency. You should be able to make an indentation with the back of a spoon . Check taste again for additional lemon and salt. You can serve also with olive oil drizzled on top and smokey paprika! Divine!
Persimmons and prosciutto (add truffle oil, or honey if you have it!)
If your kids are dying to have a "sleep over" but are too young, try having a pretend one. Invite the friend over and leave the kids with a baby sitter while you and the parents go out for dinner. Let the kids have their sleeping bags and PJ's and go to sleep. When they wake up in the morning asking where their friend is, say they just left!