My Mom was Sunday Joy. She was a lover, she brought everyone to her table to listen, to heal, to feed. She was a single teenage Mom, who I was fortunate enough to grow up with. She believed in hard work above all… and put the fear of God into me with just about everything.
I am Jasmine, Sunday’s daughter. Sunday Joy Life is my way of bring you to my table, my way of listening, my way of feeding your soul with pieces of my life. This is my journey of getting from where I am today to living my best life with out fear and judgement.
I am a wife, a Mom of 3.. I work in the corporate world and dream about scooping ice cream in a sweet little shoppe in some vacation town, where we have a big salty beach house with crooked wooden floors that creak when you walk over them. Where we drape our furniture with paint cloths at the end of the season and head home. I am a sister, a friend, a dance mom.. a rocker Mom.. a soccer Mom… a dreamer.
I am an ex-wife, with a son from my first marriage. Our decision to divorce, was not his fault.. therefore we try our best that he doesn’t feel the impacts of that decision. We have drinks.. we hug.. we sit together at games and concerts…some holidays we are together. My ex’s wife and I are very close and our daughters even closer. Divorce doesn’t always have to be ugly.
I love flowers, family, gardening, essential oils, food, friends, family, books and the ocean. I am spiritual. I am teacher and love to be taught.
I make mistakes, am not a perfectionist. I am not organized, my house is lived in. I love to laugh, drink coffee and vodka. I am a sunny side kind of girl, but sometimes it’s just too damn hard.
If any of this resonates with you.. come to my table and let me feed you.