Melissa Foster

I LOVE mornings! There's something about knowing that there's a blank-slate of a day ahead of me that makes me smile. It doesn't matter if I have fifteen items on my to-do list or if I've got nothing to do but write - I just love that feeling of newness!

Why do people hate Wednesdays? I can't figure it out. I realize it's the middle of the week, but can't that be seen as the start of a great few days? It's the precursor to the weekend! By Wednesday, the Monday madness is over and the Friday round-up is yet to be. I love Wednesdays.

Do you dislike Wednesdays? If so, maybe it's time to change the way you think about them. Every day can be a good day!

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Journals can be great venues for getting the negative thoughts out of your body, staying on-track with healthy eating, maintaining a solid exercise routine, or even just focusing on happy, encouraging thoughts.

I have journals that reflect all of the above, or at least I have, at different times in my life. There's nothing more cathartic than taking all of your negative thoughts, scribbling them down, and putting them away.

Movies add a great deal to our lives. Movies can cause us to be introspective, productive, frightened, happy, sad, or even furious. Movies have the ability to cast us into an imaginary world; offering a brief escape from our daily lives.

This weekend I saw the movie Law Abiding Citizen. It was a very good movie, and the main characters were well cast and believable. The suspense was palpable and the plot drew me in. However, the movie took me to a place that I wish I had not been exposed to.

A little yoga, stretches, and a total-body workout made for a good-mood morning for me. Some time with a few of my boys promises an even better afternoon:-)

Hope your Saturday is glorious!

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There are so many people to look up to in this world, from public figures to family and friends. I find that my personal hero changes from day to day, with an underlying knowledge that my real hero is my mother.

There are times that one of my children earn the title of being my hero because they've done something wonderful for another child, or they've been brave in a particularly difficult situation. Other times my husband earns that title, or my friends. The one thing in common for all of my heroes is that they are thinking of others, and not just themselves.

There's something wonderful about waking up to a great 45 minute run and knowing you have a few hours to write. Priceless.

A little something to ponder for those people who say, "I would be happy if only I (could/had)..."

Why not be happy with the here and now?

I have an odd week planned with children home early from school, conferences, and dental appointments. That is why this moment is so special to me - I'm sitting down now to work on rewrites of The Knowing, my upcoming novel. It's a mystery with a paranormal twist and I love the characters!

Ready...set...GO!

Where are your wild things?

Today, I am missing my oldest wild thing. While most of my wild things are in Maryland, my oldest wild thing is in Colorado. He's doing well. He's independent, confident, a successful college student, and a contributing member of society. Yet somehow, when I think of him (even at twenty-one-years old) I see his impish four-year-old face running around the playground, giggling, and being chased by the "Mommy monster".