60+|My Peace ☮️

🌿 My Peace | My Friend | My Love 🌿

After a week that tested my patience and strength at work, I found myself holding on to frustration and fatigue. Health-wise, I don’t get out much beyond my job. The weight of it all felt heavy — until My Peace called.

Last Friday night, the phone rang. It was him — checking on me, just as he always does. Our conversation stretched to two beautiful hours, full of laughter, listening, and love. Then came the sweetest invitation: “You can come over tomorrow if you’re up to it.” And just like that, something shifted in me — the heaviness began to lift.

The next day, I got myself together and made my way to his place around noon. I didn’t head home until late that night.

We talked about everything — present-day life, old memories from our teenage years, and everything in between. Fifty years of friendship. Can you believe that? Fifty years of knowing someone who sees me, understands me, and has grown with me through every season.

There is something incredibly special about loving someone who knows your heart — who holds space for your truth and still makes you laugh until your cheeks hurt. He does that for me.

He’s thoughtful in all the ways that matter — offering his arm so I feel steady when walking, making sure I’m okay, checking in on how I’m feeling. We went thrift shopping (our kind of adventure) and shared a bite to eat. Then we went back to his place, curled up on the couch, and let a movie play as we simply enjoyed being close.

I had already unloaded my work stress with him during our phone call the night before. He listened, related, and let me exhale. And I didn’t need to revisit it when we were together. That time was sacred. That time was for us.

And now? When things feel heavy again, I close my eyes and smile — remembering that day. Remembering him.

I don’t know if I’ll tell him about the newest chaos at work. Maybe I won’t. It’ll just lead to us both wishing we could retire together already. But even without sharing every detail, I know he gets it. And that makes all the difference.

What I do know is this:

I had a wonderful moment —
A memory wrapped in laughter and peace —
A simple day that reminded me of joy.

Time with him is what I needed.
And time with him is always a gift.

My Peace. My Friend. My Love. 💛

Something I wrote after a session with Jessica. She always encourages me to write what I’m feeling and to share in a blog.

🌿 My Peace 🌿

A Reflection on Finding Calm in a Chaotic World

There’s something sacred about peace when you finally find it. It’s not the kind of peace that comes from silence alone — it’s the kind that lives within you. The kind you protect. The kind you choose.

For a long time, I searched for peace outside of myself — in people, in work, in places, in purpose. And while those things have brought me joy, I’ve come to understand that true peace isn’t something you find. It’s something you create.

✨ What Peace Looks Like for Me

My peace is…

  • Waking up without rushing.
  • Sipping tea or coffee in silence before the day begins.
  • Moving with intention, breathing with ease.
  • Saying “no” without guilt and “yes” to what feels aligned.
  • Letting go of people, things, and expectations that don’t serve my spirit.

It’s not about having a perfect day. It’s about knowing I can return to myself, even in the midst of a storm.

🌸 How I Nurture My Peace

I protect my peace the way a gardener tends to their favorite flower — with patience, care, and pruning when necessary.

  • I limit chaos, even if it means stepping back.
  • I listen to music that soothes my soul.
  • I pray, meditate, breathe.
  • I spend time with those who understand the value of silence and softness.
  • I remind myself that peace is a daily decision, not a destination.

💭 What I’ve Learned

Peace is not passive. It takes courage to protect it in a loud world.

I’ve had to make hard choices.
I’ve walked away from noise.
I’ve quieted my mind to hear the whisper of my own truth.

And now? I guard it like treasure.


🕊️ Final Thoughts

If you are seeking peace, know this:
You don’t need to explain it to anyone.
You don’t need permission to choose it.
You deserve it — fully, freely, faithfully.

My peace is my power.
And I wish the same for you.

With a calm heart,
Susan 🌺

LadyFlava of LadyFlavaNews

Sharing a special moment in my life. Sharing my thoughts on My Peace and on peace.

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